Cancun or the Moon

I read you, I see you, I want you, I need you, I feed you and you feed me; I crave you, I brave you, I follow you, I have to, I stay you and you stay me; one way, one day, await the replay, if you must, go away don’t be afraid, from me to you, do what it is you have to, sink to follow, think to respond, I read you abstract, hollow, full; at work at play, everyday you are there and I wonder, when did our worlds cross over, why and what made you notice and what made me notice you, it’s true, I didn’t believe in these possibilities, I couldn’t, but I wanted to, always wanted it to be; wouldn’t believe someone could draft me so emphatically, tear through, break down, build up and affect with words and kindness and touch; I learned to believe this would or could never happen for me but it did and here I sit thinking about Cancun and the moon and why not take both and leave none too soon, continue the read,  once again believe in all that’s possible! I believe you make me happy, to know you, to show you to read you too often to dream you as I am dreaming now…