I'd like to meet:
Heartbeat: Can you feel my heartbeat, it beats 3 times, one for you, one for me, and one for our minds connecting as our hearts pitter patter down the same street. Our minds in tune to the same beat. Maybe once I get the courage in my chest up, my brain could picture ideas and think the rest up, and find a way for me to get to know you from the neck up. And as our minds intwined in these transcending conversations, my heart is racing, as my imagination begins pacing, and dreaming up a world that consists of just you and me, and time and lives lasted for infinity. I would have 50,000 years to meet you, 100,000 to get to know all the thoughts inside your mind, 200,000 to treat you the best that I could treat you, and 500,000 to figure out what made you so fine, 1,000,000 years to leave you just to figure out that I am needing you, and the rest of eternity to fall in love with every single piece of you.This aint the typical love poem to get your clothes off, becuase truthfully if you had your clothes off, I would be staring at your lips, the lips that harness your voice telling me your mind was closed off. While most would take this time to get into your defined fine sheets, I'm busy trying to find and define the rhymes in which your mind speaks. On this path that we are coastin, I have fixed my devotion, to put a diamond ring around your heart and marry your most intimate devotions.Every scintillating piece, every fixated crease, every inch of your mind to which my heart speaks.I wanna get lost inside the inner workings of your mind until I can travel through your thoughts and find what is so divine, this divinity that owns me, it shapes and it molds me, it feels like I am speaking to God each and everytime you hold me. Hell, I am willing to throw away the old me, with each and every passionate word that you have told me.I'd rather have my clothes on and my heart naked and exposed, as you retell the stories of your tough times that read out like a prose, and how you try and face this shit, but there is no replacing it, and how the pain is so strong you feel like you are tasting it, and why relationships you run from like a drug, because you fear you can never be in one long enough to truly fall in love.As I swim through the every corner of your beaufitul mind, I realize that in here is the beauty I find, not just in you, but what makes you beautiful on the surface, and if I have to forget every girl on this earth's surface, these thoughts I find inside your mind are so worth it. I wish I had the power to tell, fuck tell, the power to scream and to yell, all the emotions that flood my heart when in your presence. Your essence kept me up late into the night, but with you sleeping in my arms and the rising moonlight, my arms refused to stop holding you tight. And as you lie there sleep, and as the moon did creep, I used the moonlight to count all 83 hairs covering your cheek. The sensation left me cowarding from my heart to my feetCould the words from your lips actually taste better than your kisses, and I've dreamt about love, could this really be what this is, if I move too fast will I dismiss it, and what if she moves faster should I be with it,who the hell could I be kiddin. As my heart gained courage and rose on, she took her clothes off, as I told her to put her clothes on. And as she is lying next to me with the same sweet, voice that brought us between the same sheets, as our hearts criss cross along the same street, I put my heart next to hers, and felt as we shared the same beat. Brandon Johnson