too much time to think
love isn't about thinking
love is a physical, emotional, spiritual process
just know that when i see your smile again im mush
i tthakk the sun for dicovering your love
just know your tinkling laughter
the prelude to you pissing your pants
is the only thing that keeps me employed

ive quit jobs for far less and felt great about myself
i love that joyous moment when you no longer have to go to work
your schedule clears up
your life is your own again
i will postpone that joy for the cosmic joy i find on your lips
the feel of your skin
the taste of your breath as i take one more hit from your lungs and hold it
like a pot junkie

we have a 18th century love thing going on now
with no phone i live on love memories to sustain me
and each memory is sweeter than the next as i remember when you did that
or this
i have a souvineer or two that i touch and smile
things that once touched your skin
as i have
things that played a role in the greatest love story NEVER told
being a spy in love is only for the strong
weaker loves flame out
ours gets stronger every day
heres the latest song i sing to myself all day at work

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6U_hRJHc3eA&list=FLGEVs41_LGuo0-PectGyvVQ&index=2&feature=plpp_video

see and hold you soon i hope!