I wanna play hide-and-seek, give you my clothes, tell you I love your shoes and sit on the steps while you take a bath. And massage your neck and kiss your face and hold your hand and go for a walk. Don't mind when you eat my food, and meet you at Rudy's and talk about your day. And laugh at your paranoia. And give you tapes you don't listen to. Watch great films. Watch terrible films. And tell you about the TV programme I saw the night before. And not laugh at your jokes. Want you in the morning but let your sleep in for a while. Tell you how much I love your eyes, your lips, your neck, your tits, your ass. And sit on the steps smoking until your neighbours come home. And sit on the steps smoking until you come home. And worry when you're late and be amazed when you're early. And give you sunflowers. And go to your party and dance. Be sorry when I'm wrong and happy when you forgive me. Look at your photos. And wish I'd known you forever. Hearing your voice in my ear, feeling your skin on my skin. And get scared when you're angry. And tell you you're gorgeous and hug you when you're anxious and hold you when you're hurt. And want you when I smell you. And offend you when I touch you. And whimper when I'm next to you, and whimper when I'm not. Smother you in the night and get cold when you take the blanket and hot when you don't, melt when you smile. And dissolve when you laugh. But not understand how you think I'm rejecting you, when I'm not rejecting you and wonder who you could think I'd ever reject you. And wonder who you are, but accept you anyway. And tell you about the tree angel, the enchanted forest boy who flew across the ocean because he loved you. And buy you presents you don't want, and take them away again. And ask you to marry me. And you'll say "no" again. But keep on asking because though you think I don't mean it. But I always have from the first time I asked you. I wander the city, thinking, but it's empty without you, but I want what you want. And think I'm losing myself. But, but, but I'll tell you the worst of me and try to give you the best of me because you dont deserve any less. Answer your questions when I'd rather not. And tell you the truth, when I really don't want to. And try to be honest because I know you prefer it. And think it's all over but hang on for just ten more minutes before you throw me out of your life, forget who I am. And let me try and get closer to you. And somehow, somehow, communicate some of the overwhelming, undying, overpowering, unconditional, all encompassing, heart enriching, mind expanding, ongoing, neverending love I have for you.
