Tell me your dreams,
Whisper them all night.

Show me your hopes,
I bet they are not out of sight.

Show me your love,
and where it resides.

Rest your head,
On my shoulder.

Whisper softly,
We're not getting older.

Time slows,
when we are together.

Love binds,
even when we are younger.

Share with me your life,
and I will share mine.

This poem was written during a depressing time, which peaked a bit over... Other depressing times (most of the time). This is, well my desire for love. There are certinly girls about which I fancy, and all I want is love.