i love you

like melted butter
like freshly baked bread
and
i'm having very impure thoughts
because
i
can multi-task the worry and the heat
til the season
comes every month
i'm going to bed now
i'm going to try to see you in my dreams
if
i've made you unhappy or bored
with any of this
then
i'm sorry
but
i think
you're probably pretty tough
and i
am not very bad
and, anyway
i think you're used to me now

what i'm really jones'n for is
laying my head on your chest
your arm around me
breathing with you
feeling the flow of you energy
and
maybe other things