YOU (Yearning Over Understanding)

I tend to think about you as a wolf howls towards the moon and I tune into the listening of your intuition.. I find it fulfilling the way your smile has my thoughts being full from the feeling of the touching of your filling in which you get from nature.. You're a tease to the senses in which the common sense wishes to please but find itself lacking some of the requirements for your needs, but please.. May I touch.. You?.. It's your air in which I breathe as you become the oxygen which brings me to the things in which I can't help but to love about.. You. If loving you is a fallacy, then would you mind if I repeat it til' it becomes.. True?.. But, still.. There's truth in.. You. You're imperfect and I'm perfect when it comes to thinking about you and your perfections in which I find through the lenses of vast perceptions.. The frame of your anatomy becomes a masterpiece in which I desire to peek into the thoughts of the one who works in the heart of your essence.. Yearning to learn how to earn the rays of your sun which rises.. With every smile. Laying under the blue moon which tends to soothe you in your loneliness while allowing my heart to be the pillow of you lying on my chest as I confess.. I am here for the allowing you to hear the whisperings in which my soul speaks to the holes of having a love without.. You. But, it's whole can't help but to feel that it knows it's nothing without.. You.