Not Just A Body....

So this is how it feels,
everything in your mind to spill out,
without judgment,
So this is how he sees me,
Not just as a body,
but as a mind of many things,
and for this i call him my dream,
he knows my facial expressions,
though i hide them,
He knows when he hurt me,
though i deny them,
I'm not just a body,
I'm a mind of man things,
I see every thing he loves,
and others he has lost,
He knows when to be gentle,
he knows many things,
I know when to listen,
and not say a peep,
to let him cry,
on my shoulder if need be,
he is not just a body,
but a mind of many things,
I know he has many dreams,
in which he will keep,
he has many thighs,
some made of speech,
he has many wishes,
Some are of romance,
some are a dream within a dream,
In which i hope he keeps,
Others are of change,
some are filled with great sorrows and pain,
and this is why,
he is not just a body,
But a mind of many things,
we wish to sail,
we have dreams,
we are but two bodies,
and two minds of many things