words

there are some things even words cant say right
so with this tears of want i cry in plight

we cant flow you a river fast enough
to boat cruise you into near existence 
into the desires of my hearts' eye

i want to fill you with condiments of sweet nothings
prickle you in vinaigerattes of my love gushing
for seasons when my love runs dry

there is a door i keep wide open
in case you fly to this side sometime
on a day you finally decide
you are ready to slide for the last time inside

walk into more than just an open door
decide you want more than just this empty soul
fasting for the one that's just right

you want this soul to sit by your side
on a day you feel weak inside
on a day you feel bleak inside

i want you to be my 2 man clique
close your heart to the world outside
embrace you and your freakiness
face you and your messiness
on a morning when your mouth smells bad
on a morning when you mouth smells good

i want you then to speak in greek and still say
you want this heart keyed inside
to always find a way
for a love that abides
to no rules but the one rule that stays
always by one's side