Out of my mind

I wanna see you out of my mind
Feed you a thousand rhymes
And take my time
In hopes that each one might sound divine
Delicacies from a clouded kind
And I’ve bound in mine
A certain je ne sais quoi
I hope you’ll find
To your liking I’m
Hyperventilating
Trying to take in each breath
The rest of me quaking
My person is shaking
Hoping you feel each line
And i’m open to peel till I’m rind
Hoping you feel how I grind
It rolls down the wheel of my spine
I know you can feel how it chimes
This blessed appeal how it shines
The rest of them squeal in delight
I guess it's just realer than pine
Boxes that i seal in design
Of the real that is grime
And oh, I'm gonna get it
All death can really deal
Is design