This is our hour I find myself awake with you underneath a million blinks and sighs for the first real time you’ve discovered these words. Maybe this is the language that speaks to you in some different way I’m willing to teach you I’ve come all this way to whisper quietly. Beautiful spring flowers are waiting to burst showing their naked blossoms they honestly don’t mind if we stare, just as long, as we give them something else in return. This is why perhaps I find myself caught up inside you. I’m willing to give whatever it takes to make nature agree with my plan for us. We could advance slowly Me showing you exactly how to stand stoic at my side inch up close to me take hold of my arm. I promise to listen to every guarded word of yours, just as you tug and pull to slowly uncover this secret part in me that covets and memorizes every part in you. I’ve already begun to take notice of all the attention you’ve given Me and my words. Balancing on an edge this is our morning, I can’t wait for you to awaken and read these words knowing I can’t stop thinking of you.