I thought I could write a book
About how great you are
To my surprise
It seems I can't find the right words
Everytime, I scribble something on a paper
I'd think its not good enough
You are simply more than that
I felt like any love stuck person
All I can write about is love
But you are more than
The mushy lines
I used to write in my writings
You are a person,
No, a thingy
That jump into my life
Turning it upside down
Before I could take a breath
And fix my hair
To understand what is going on
You pulled me into your arms
And fly so high
All I could do is
To grasp you tight
So I wouldn't fall
I'd call you superman
But you don't wear
Your underwear outside
I'd call you the man of my dreams
But I want you to be
In the realms of reality
I want to be awake beside you
I'd call you the present and the future
Because, you do not belong in the past
You reside in my present
And my future, will be the garden
Where the roots of your future grows
To an everlasting tree