The feel of his warm body beneath me 
The perfume of the air that seems to heat me 
Every time his eyes flick to mine 
I see this play out a thousand times
And it’s just a little soon 
To stand in this room 
With you by the fore 
Profession that you love me more 
Than you did before 
And I see him and somehow you 
Pour though 
And I’m feeling the fire rage 
So I get my typewriter and rip out the page 
Trying to get a perfect draft 
And he kind of nervous laughed 
But it was sweet and profound 
And you can’t deny that that circle is round 
Some kind of equation I barely understood 
When I was walking in the wood
And must I always seek to be too verbose 
As I stand by the coast 
I chose to roam 
Called the breeze my home 
Because it carries you on it 
And it’s been so long it 
Almost seems like it’s not true
Til I get another shot of you 
Somewhere on the grapevine 
And you don’t have to worry if I am fine 
Or if I’m radiating satisfaction 
I have a welcome distraction 
In the form the sweetest mind 
And I must let him know I will not leave him behind 
Not in all the myriad of form 
Something within is always warm 
And never fades 
Though we age 
And forty looms by the sea 
But it is not just me 
Into the epic of that blue 
I open the door for you 
Into the midst of a perfect surrender 
Smelling salts if you don’t remember 
What we have come here to be 
There’s you and I and eternity