imagine.

I imagine you looking into my eyes, smelling my hair, touching my skin, hearing my me laugh, tasting my lips,
I imagine you smiling at me, closing your eyes when you hold me, humming when you fall asleep beside me,
I imagine you whispering "you're perfect," in my ear, everytime you have the chance and watching in amusement as I stop whatever I'm doing and tell you, "no, you are"

I imagine you and me,
sharing love,
giving love,
making love,

I imagine u taking my hand, leading me into your world,
making us a world of our own,
you teaching me things about you, life, the world,
everything you know

I imagine waking up with the scent of you on my skin,
on my pillow,
in my bed
and you asleep in my covers... beautiful

I imagine your hands, strong, but delicately designed to write all the beautiful things you write and your heart to be made of the rarest diamonds,
because it alone outshines every gift I've ever recieved.

I imagine you telling me your childhood secrets and laughing at mine,
us talking over coffee,
smiling,
flirting,
loving...

I imagine you in front of me eyes wide and happy when I tell you,
hey mr perfect, I'm in love with you*

what do you call that feeling...

What do you call that feeling you get when your heart explodes and overflows with a substance sweeter than the finest honey and all you want is to savor the taste...

And it unravels itself from the vines and weeds that have bind themselves around it so tightly any attempt to manually remove them would have resulted in a disaster

What do you call that feeling you get when your heart is so overwhelmed with an amount of happiness that is the equivalent of jewels and treasures to kings and queens...

And it shines through your eyes, your movement and your smile emitting hope for dreams, possibilities and ideas to realise potential you had no comprehension of, within yourself

What do you call that feeling you get when your heart skips a beat, your palms clam up and there are butterflies in your tummy...

And you walk to your own backround music, a theme of songs relating only to you, your mind, your body and your soul

What do you call that feeling you get when your heart experiences pure ecstacy with the existance of his creativity, his words, his heart, him...

That feeling could be love, possibly, but if it isn't...
its pretty damn close!