social clinic

i maybe clinically enthralled with you. well not so much clinically because i haven't actually been to such institution where they could probe into my mind, scribble their ineligible junk, and deem me such a thing. but the truth of these words, presented out loud as much. makes someone aware, so perhaps i am just socially enthralled with you. and that in itself is a tantalizing truth. amazing and pure i want to suck whatever your feeling bad out of you and i'll keep it so you will never have to experience it again, and if it ever does happen i would kiss you better and then kiss you for fun and then kiss you just because.i crave all of you. everything, entirely. enthralled with all that is you. you are a beacon of glorious ambition and i wish to only keep it close, let it roam free within the spaces around me so that i may stumble upon it and smile at the thoughts of you. a nonstop smile, you are always mindful of my mind. let me how you something entirely beautiful. are you ready. close your eyes - we'll blow out candles and it will be beautiful and when your down and feeling low i will bring you higher and give you hope and tell you not too worry because you are who you are and tragedy none the less is beautiful but you can't let it break you, you must take it and move forward it is a beautiful world with all of its ugliness and you're making this world a ultra pretty place. like Juliet's sky you are the star cutouts hat grace my sky and i would only like to keep still, yet move fast with you. enthralled.