I think you know how i feel about you,
you can tell in the way i look at you,
how i speak, how i act around you.
How i flirt, how much i smile, how i make sure
your eyes meet mine.

I wonder if you know how i feel about you.
how i wish you were single.
how i love being around you.
how it feels to make you smile that radiant smile.
to make your eyes dance with laughter is a billion dollars.
how i wish i could hold your hand in mine.
how i wish i could plant a soft warm kiss on your lips.

how when you pass, my eyes are closed by the command of a brain who has yielded to your sweet passing scent in a momentary breeze that clings to you.

how i struggle to keep my eyes from exploring the mountains and prairies and valleys that are curvaceous landmarks in the Garden of Eden known as your body. My eyes win every time, creating whirlwinds and rising seas which yearn to bathe your Gardens with sensual affection.

I love your visits. I love your instant messages.
I love the sound of your voice and the sounds of your words.
I love the way you smile, full and honest.
I love your eyes, for they say many things.
I love your hair, soft and aromatic, i imagine...
I love your heart, cautious yet encompassing and alive.

I love being your friend, because i cannot be more.

[submitted 05/15/03]