she makes me make, sleepy eyes
cause i can feel
butterflies inside--every crevice sweeping
waking from their decades of sleeping
takes me away like a mindless fool
cause i know
i know
im falling for you too
ive fallin for you too.

i don't know how to tell you how content i feel. i have my apprehensions, but they feel more like the sleep wearing off of my fingertips than concerns; just things needing rubbed away. there always was a foot being stepped on, but with you: its floating. we are, i am ...
my heart is still cool. but you hands are warm.
and things take time.