All yours, all mine

Oh, your long arms and your hands.. could you know love what they mean to me? Try to be James Dean cool as if any man could ever be I mean.. there was only ever one. You need to know how much you mean to me and Dean. Still I could be real to you, as just me.. if you choose. I hope you do, my dear. Taken as a sign... whisper my dreams cool as a winter breeze in your ear. Wrapped in heart beating understanding it's our time with both arms all yours, all mine.