Things written on my heart

I want to harmonize with you and write music for days. Take my hand and paint our deepest desires on the ceiling. They fit so perfectly between these plastic glow-in-the-dark stars. Sing me your dreams and I’ll take it all in. You are different and I cannot see past those ocean eyes. We could carry this somewhere; perhaps to an undiscovered galaxy or some far-off forest. Shed your skin and dance in the moonlight with me. Life is too short not to dance when we can. Love is too fleeting not to fall into. And the truth sometimes hurts.