IMpromptu

And you, i feel so much affection for you, your words always so beautiful, leaving me in awe.
Let us talk of things that can be scooped up,
In the palm of our hands and held,
Like lighting bolts--so quickly here,
And gone,
leaving us waiting, wanting, For more.

Let us wander through thoughts so thick--
That we are bonded together, Like there are golden ropes across our hands and feet.

One thought strung together without anything to stop it--I need you so.