Your brain is like an explosion.
and you make prophecies about cold fusion
A thousand opposite directions at once
and when it comes to you I always end up looking the dunce.
Even though I might be mechanically inclined and I know how to program my VCR
you can say some of the sweetest and most dear heart things in your car.
You can confess your deepest and darkest fantasies to me.
Since it seems that between us the limitations have been set free.
You engulf me like night over the dark waters of the Atlantic.
and without you around my days would soon be frantic.
So I revel in your enrapture
and try the best to remember and capture
this moment forever in my memory scrapbook
since I'm sure I will want to take back a look
a smile to the times I had you here
all with me, close and near...

06/20/1999

Posted on 12/16/2003
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