I am your witness at your peripheral vision I am buzzed on you absorbed with you intimate without the walls silent watching the dance of your being this is love to me this is ecstasy being buzzed on you in an eternal moment of witnessing the delicacy of your movements the in breath the furrowed brow the hair fall the inward lean absorbed in you absorbed in whatever you are doing whether it be writing or daydreaming I am buzzed on you until the spell is broken when you feel me feeling you and turn to look at me and ask "what?" ©2003 DC Vision
the only problem with it in my eyes are the words are slightly muddled...what you are trying to say is absolutely beautiful...but try making sure the words make 100% sense if you want it to be understood
