you ignite a cello rhythm in me.
it is with no doubt in my lungs
that i am traveling down love lane.

the journey started soft
and it only got softer.
i want you to carve
an address in me
because there is a home
for you here.

soft. soft. soft.
you feel like
daydreams.
how wonderful
that you are
tangible
and within
my reach.

i don't need to write
with depth like the ocean
when this happiness
is consuming me
and there need be no
analogy to explain
that i am a happy traveler
down love lane.