i can't wait

                   All the words seem to have been said
                   Now all there is
                   is your wordless bed
                   where words are not enough


                   The good and bad and happy and sad
                   words have been said
                   Recycled and repeated
                   however always needed
                   all the words seem to have been said


                   If I say 'I can't wait'
                   one more time
                   I'm afraid I might just loose my mind
                   or whatever clever shreds are still left behind
                   after this whirlwind of digitized passion


                   Never the less, I have to say it
                   there's no point for me to weigh it
                   out before it passes by these pretty lips
                   I feel the need to say it every time
                   the delicious thought crosses my mind
                   of your painted finger tips
                   carressing glittered hips
                   And the ruddy reddish light in which we'll lay
                   There's little else I think I have to say


                   And I know I'll have say it
                   a thousand times or so
                   everytime I think of you
                   and the city you call home
                   and everywhere your painted fingertips are free to roam
                   and every time I'm on the phone
                   with you.


                   I say it to myself
                   everytime I think of you
                   and all the incredible things that we'll do
                   and all the ways I'll blow your mind
                   and all the ways that you'll blow mine
                   Of course..
                   you already have



                   The thought of you veraciously devours
                   my heart and mind and waking hours
                   and everything in between
                   And I wouldn't have it any other way
                   I love the fact that I can't think the thought of you away
                   And the thought of the long-awaited day
                   When I'll no longer have to say


                   I can't wait.

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