I feel like a teenager
all giddy over the newness
the feeling that something good has come my way
I can’t wait to find it
I think of you like it’s the night before Christmas and I can’t sleep
I’m up all night waiting to unravel you
because truly you are a gift
the one I asked Santa for
the reason I was good all year long
so he could send me you
I hope he won’t pass my house tonight
I close my eyes and try to dream
waiting for morning
so I can run down the stairs and look under the tree
I’m praying you’re not a lump of coal ’cause I had my share
So…I’ll lay here and I’ll fall asleep
waiting to open my eyes…………..
I feel like a little boy, holding your hand,
I’m still young, but society calls me a XX year old man,
You’re XX, but so what cause you’re making me believe that it’s true!!!
True that love knows no age, no limits, when cupid and God have shot you,
I see mornings with you -in my dreams,
Yes, the last voice I hear is yours and in my visions I see you so naturally,
You’re quenching like my favorite vitamin water or sobe drink,
Yet still I wake up thirsty, still dry, and I still think,
I think and see clearly what is on the other end of the phone,
I hear you speaking to me and I listen to your every word, your every vowel, your sweet loving tone,
Captivating, mmmm yes that you are,
Again I want to remove all insecurities and kiss you right where they are,
So as this little boy places his hand into yours,
Take it, please, gently, guide, and lead me behind your hearts sacred doors…..
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