Pleasant thoughts are all that form
Inside and out they make me warm
Cause in my throat these words will sit
Trying to push through so the words are known
Understand what I'm writing across this note
Rendered helpless, my thoughts postpone
Even the slightest chance of saying...
Placed into words so easily they flow
Every word carefully chosen, put in it's own place
Resting my head upon pillow, nothing but a smile on my face
For I know that maybe thoughts become reality
Eager to dream of lying next to you
Caught up in these thoughts I'd like to remain
Teasing myself into trying, maybe I'll do....
