A Love Poem Because I Love You

I wonder what makes the cicadas sing, is it you?
I wonder what makes lovers dance, is it?
What makes killers weep? What makes dreams come true. Thinkings and rottings and fires and fawnings. You?
Will this love always be new?
Will your body always move like that, swoon?
Where do heroes find destinies? Where houses turn blue?
My uncle said I am going to be a lawyer, I can't say that's what I want to do.
I know I like to dance I'm just not really sure which music to.
I have got to treat my body better, I am learning that from you.
I left things behind. I don't need anymore. I will have to return them to you.
I am thinking too much,
I am doing too safe.
I am fighting a war for a curse to find a grave, asking the sun to find the damn shade
Butterflies at sea, I've found myself to be, I
just keep walking and walking and walking and walking.
I have found you too, a moth of light and lover's past, all is one and I just have to ask,
what do you feel when you see me?
Do you, your eyes turn hollow at the sight of me? Do you listen to me? Do you love me?
NO It's too soon it's too soon it's too soon.
See, I know myself to be true, I know myself to be safe.
I want to stick around long enough for others to know me too.
Long enough to end sticky sub dews
Long enough to have undone untruth.
I wonder what makes the cicadas sing, is it you?
I wonder what makes me love, is it true? Can it be so soon?
What makes the birds fly above, so many of them, so many of you.
What makes a mouth a beak, what makes a mourning dove.
Sometimes there is nothing to learn and everything to be, let the wind change course, and have the mist come mist me
I have got to stop trying to impress people with me.
Earlier, I sat on a tree of poison ivy, and now I'm itchy
and I have loved a lot greater, and I will again soon, I promise you. I promise you.
The sprinkler just switched it will come true, I promise you. I promise you.
Have I shared too much, too soon?
Become to close to you? Became peak sun, became noon?
I saw a hummingbird today and I thought of you (this poem is not only about you, it's about me too)
I hope you don't think I'm crazy
I swear only on my truth, I think I love you.
I know you have thoughts about that, don't worry I do too.
Now I'm writing of you because I thought of you.
I thought these actions could only be love, not to you?
You traverse my mind a lot do you know that you do?
I know that I do. I can feel you. Thousands of miles away and I hear you, or atleast I think I do.
I'd like to see you, I miss you.
I told you, I love you.
I love you (I don't know you)
I love you (I don't know you)
I love you, I just don't know you! I found you, I just can't show you! I just can't put words to what I haven't yet told you! And I love you...
I just can't hold you.