Love Index

Grass slowing crunching beneath my jeans.
No longer walking but simply doing what I came to do.
I look right up into the clouds, wile listening to the birds scream.
Finding the perfect mate, the birds fly as a new.
A new couple. A new favorite bird. A new friend.
They fly into light blue oblivion to look for nothing but the end.
The sweet delicacy of their small pounding hearts.
Get them through love and life, soon to depart.
Looking past peripheral, I see the smile of a goddess.
Smiling back I notice our Lord brought this.
Gave us this happiness and time together.
To think our relation over and enjoy each other.
Turning my head to see your sweet face clearer than ever.
Drawing my arm to touch your glowing hand.
Looking right into the beauty that is your eyes, so high in demand.
Every want and need in the world disappearing into nothing.
We relax our backs to find a slow stop at the ground.
From a different perspective, nothing.
From our own hearts, we know every bit and sound.
Every piece of each other, we tell vividly to ourselves.
We peer into each others mind, only to stop at assumptions.
The eager thought rebounds in our mind, our heart swells.
We both dwell past this thought as our imagination runs.

I
love
you

The words index into my soul to find feelings behind each file.
Replacing the current file only to make sweeter sense.
Seeping into your smile, we pass accomplishments.
Each of us sitting up, we still exchange glances.
You look deeper, beyond my pupils, to find chances.
Chances to show further affection. Chances to show love.
Both knowing the right direction, to assume of.
Slowly but eagerly, we extend our necks to find soft lips.
Releasing every bit of normality to face the rawness of a kiss.
Wanting more, and getting it. Nothing to fear. Nerves left.
With you, my thoughts clear to be replaced by theft.
My heart stolen by, not the kiss, but what the kiss means.
Look me in the eyes after, and tell me your mental screams.
Your mental words and your real thinking.
Tell me of your thumping heart, and why its beating so proud.
Why does the sound keep repeating? Seeming so very loud.
The continuation of love and adulation steaming from your breath.
Slowly creeping up my lips as the whisper ends the rest.
Touch my chest with your fingers and head so you can rest.
My arm holding your waist to keep you close.
We sit for hours under our own control, both so close.

I
love
you