Consumed by You

When I think of you, it consumes my mind. There's no more room , left for thinking I'll find. I've never had thoughts such as these before; I'm lost in you, and you're whom I adore. I think no more of mundane things, like the common pleasures living brings. I just picture is together , and my face, it beams. To keep your love forever, for me, that would mean, A wish made, come true, and you'd fulfil all my dreams.