I Daydream a Lot
My mind is full to the brim with the thought. With you. You are the thought. The thought is you. My mind is full to the brim with you.
My fingertips are reaching . No, every cell, every cell is reaching. My fingertips are touching. But it's not you they touch.
My heart is racing... pounding... bristling. Urgent, onward. My heart is racing, for you.
My fingertips are reaching . No, every cell, every cell is reaching. My fingertips are touching. But it's not you they touch.
My heart is racing... pounding... bristling. Urgent, onward. My heart is racing, for you.