Thoughts of You

its late at night
and im wondering, thinking, wishing
about how you are.

i miss you.
i want you.
i love you.

staring at your page;
listening to your song,
i wonder why we are
the way we are.

you're amazing and beautiful.
smart and sophisticated
(even if you deny it)
talented and petite
yet other-wordly in thought and soul.

i should be in bed
dreaming of you, us.
but i sit here awake
looking at this space
and listening to your song.
smiling.

i wish i could hold you now.
hear your breath as you sleep.
feel your warmth against me.
feel your twitches and kicks as you dream.
but most importantly,
i want you.

happiness just from your stare.
depth from your thoughts.
life from your soul.
love from your heart.
what more can a guy ask for?

nothing really.
cuz im content with everything
ive seen.
ive felt.
ive heard.
ive tasted.
ive inhaled.

more importantly,
im proud of you and of us.
im content with you and with us.
im eager for what the future holds.

im happy.
im in love.
and right now,
im teary eyed as i smile;
thinking of you.

life is an adventure.
and
life is beautiful.

i love you