If i fell ...

I sit beneath your body, one which reflects the galaxies in those dream like sky's, where the stars glisten and sparkle - dancing to the music,
if you were to hear this, you would say; there is no music, and I would reply, yes, there is,
the music is you, your voice - the way it gracefully fills my ears with the happiness that I never thought the world could provide in its destructive yet fascinating beauty,
my core begins to relax and drift off in a hazed eruption of colours, where the outlook seems as mesmerising as the crimson roses, highlighted on those wonderful summer days,
you are some kind of wonderful - the only eyes I ever want to trace over these words that project from me,
be the only eyes I see, and the only soul to ever embrace me,
be the only words I hear,
they say that the readers can only fall in love with the pages they read in a book, and never the over way -
but I think I just fell for you,
so all I ask - is please don't shut the book, I don't want to die, I don't want to lose you ...