You're sitting over there on the couch watching some random, random television show, love. This shiny purple star on the breast of your shirt I put there a few hours ago. Big baggy jeans. Shaggy hair. Heh... Did we mention you need a haircut, hon? Have I told you that I love you? I will in a few minutes. Let me type. Let me chill. We have to go back to hell tonight and push boxes, scan envelopes, throw bags, stack cans, drive tugs. Remember to grab my ID from your floor. It's next to the right side of the bed where I dropped it last night, love. You're wearing my clothes. You fit in my hands. You lips need to caress mine soon... or rather... I need my lips to caress yours. Like in the park. Next to the pond. With the million bugs attacking from all angles. Like in the park. With you doing flips and me smiling and laughing out loud. Like in the park in front of all... for all to see.
Melt me. Hold me. Kiss me. Feel me. Learn me. Teach me. See me. Hear me. Touch me. Taste me. Call me. Love me.
Can you do all of those? At the same time? I knew you could. You're great at multi-tasking, love. Kiss me again.