All I do is to find you.
But can you find you? Can you? All you have to do is just close your eyes; listen.
My words, my phrases and my tones I put you, Please don’t question it. It's ALWAYS been you. You inspire my thoughts, my creativity. I come short of just naming you. But can you find it? Do you see it? Do you feel it? I still wake up dreaming of you. And at times wanting you. Still loving you. Much more than sexual. Just lying next to you—touching you, is pleasure enough for me to do.
“Short of an obsession.”
