First and Foremost

First, i want to tell you my first thoughts of you
Apparently it appears I spilled them on a page
Secondly, i wish to whisper my second thoughts
Into your hungery ears, but alas i gave them away yesterday
I wan to confess my feelings, but strike three, what's left to say?
I hope one day to have your artwork on my wall to display
 
What an honor it will be if I can find a way to win one of your creations
How happy to be first among all who covet your hand painted sensations
Formed from your emotions brushed into existence with guidance from your heart
To color my world in the delicacies born in your sweet imagery of imagination
Can only be equalled if the vision could be of you nestled in my arms
Submitting to my heart's quietly spoken poetic charms
 
If only I had wings to lift me across the sea, to gift you with an ocean made of me
Salty and sweet, so firmly soft two souls would mate in heavenly ecstacy  
Now I wish that I could be each sunrise, the first ray of warmth that you will see
Sparkling in your eyes in every new sunrise the reflection of only me
Reading you love poetry spilled from my well versed quill dripping with silver ink
Upon your delicate canvas of sultry hidden folds spun from silken pink