Closer, Convey, Connect

That I might move closer, connect, convey to you the meaning of a moment... In your presence, seconds become entangled and woven like tapestries and memories, wrapped around me loosely in dissonant assymetry, folded several times over to keep me warm when my fire dies out... and I've noticed that, of late, I've been speak in the second person like, "Can I do for you," or "I would give to you," (comma) "I want you to feel beautiful." And have I mentioned that you might ignite me, excite my sensiblities, and cast aside my sensible civilities, passionately inspiring these thoughts that cause me to think of the future tense in metaphors like: thoughts of you will be the stars that guide sailors home to safety, how I long for that. Thank you for your moments, precious, and consider how touch is only the beginning, and that itself is only a metaphor for the touching of souls when eyes meet across a room, consumed by expectation, implications, and other such innuendo. Should you come to meet me in these places between whimsy and reality, I promise you, there will be no regret. However, For now, I only wish to move closer, convey, connect.

Edit: I had the opportunity to read this at a friend's wedding reception (which happened prior to the wedding actually). I was very fortunate to have been asked to do such a thing, and it was well received by the audience. Kinda' makes you feel a little warm and fuzzy inside doesn't it?