oh to say these things and have her smile

[deed_is_done]

i'm not a man of long tonugue wind
but the sound you release
collides with me
contemporates a fantasy
come feel the waves
to move my hands to your words
is asking a token of heaven to
appear among the noon's light
a miracle to achieve gracefully
move my hand along your face
past your eyes
they encompass me
and to your lips that
negotiate time for vitality
and intimacy over again
rolling over me again
i would only if i had that smile
the one to tell me i could gaze
never glare or indignify
but glorify the work of god
his finest carving of talent
and strength
all of which i find along the way
the way my fingers would trail to you
the hair that flows like grain
and gathers me beside myself
my angel, you are a desire of mind
the sanity to delerium
and i'd be mad to not dream of you
i'm not swayed by merely any woman
your equal, if any,
is nowhere beneath the stars
you are a diamond between the lines
and your lines are feathers of god's own
i came so close to saying this
one time or another i stopped wanting to
think it when you near
but my inhibitions keep you from
keeping me two arms away
my simple minded dreams are said
to the deaf ear of my pen
i tell my friend how you were beneath the moon
glowing in a transition of
colors and moods
and i tell a few times over
how i wish you were
always in my arms
this long windedness could
sail you round a globe
if you you smile ay me
the way i dreamt last night