I hope you trip over the lyrics that escape my lips
and fall in love with my mind
and the hands that write them.
I hope my soul is enchanting,
and you can feel my spirt escaping me
and filling the room with dance.
I hope you look into my eyes,
and see a strong ocean
with the silver reflection of the moon
draped over it like the jewelry around my neck.
I hope you watch my body
how it moves when my lips erupt in laughter.
I hope you're conjuring up ways
to steal my heart and take my breath away.
To sweep me off my feet in a whirlwind of allure,
I must be convinced I'm flying.
I hope you fall in love with the idea
of me and you, chasing down sunsets in July.
Just getting lost in romance we swear will be endless.
