if the moon isn't up and our love not cool, will you become a heartless creature? 
Will you love me less? 
How's that for a soul swimmer. 
I was just in wonderance, and you have answered my inquiries as if they were prayers to the lord fo rmoral support or just the wish of some higher power. 
You bless me, you are my blessing, sure, why not? 
Do I love you, shyly I agree, although my heart is beating like the tempo of the music playing in my head. 
You are my breath, I feel like I said that before, but I want you to remember how supporting you are, just your image next to me is enough to make me fight to the death wrestling with my self, my denials. 
constant motions, oceans of us, your skin as smooth as treated wood, as sweet as honey and nectar, as lively as bees in a hive concentrating on the goals that I unknowingly shoot down. 
You knwo I don't mean it, so I thank you for not trippin about it. 
I'm not too pround to show you that I cry, but with my burdens the miracle would be if I didn't, you see my faults at the head, but I turn away from you when you see them. No, oh god no, that's not how it seems. I'm not away, I'm just withdrawn and I want you to understand the difference between them. 
I hope we last longer than even you expect, not just intimacy, but INTIMACY. that thing that us and only us have. that thing that makes you different from my past, me different from your past. 
Answer this for me, are you happy? If so then how can you prove it? How can you say you're happy to a person who potentially causes you struggle and pain? 
I'd understand if a situation loosened your lips, but if we are pushed away because of what it might reveal then I wanna know first hand. 
Are you cool with that? 
Are we still good? 
are you still my love? 
Because I still am yours, my love. 
  
A kiss to the lovely, a hug for the soul, a lie is a truth that was very poorly told.