Every Millimetre

If i could have your arms as a pillow, i would bring it everywhere, even on the bus. I would wrap it around me if i was cold. I would put half of it on my shoulders if i was at the cinema. I would put them behind me if i was looking at the sea, and make it squeeze around my stomach until i felt you in my bellybutton. I want to sit under a blossom tree with the sun coming through in little streams. Only with you. I want to be a fish gliding through your veins, come out of your mouth and kiss every millimetre of your lips. I want to watch every breathtaking sunrise come up from behid your face. See your eyes glisen, with morning moisture and yellow light. I want to sit infront of the painting 'scream' for five hundred hours, so when i look at you you would be even more beautiful. I would make your hair a hat and in the morning i would run it through my fingers, i would drag it up my stomach and around my chest and have it entwine with mine, resting near my nose and stay like that until your smell was gone. I want you to always be happy. Your heart shimmers in your eyes. When it is not there, neither am i.