So Many Times Much More

Lifting myself to thine eyes, so you may see this face of mine Overly doubting for thoughts are abundant and flowing Vowing inside that I am so timid to bare even the word of such.. Edging with you the hopefulness that my heart receives from your felt Meddling clock's hands, so they may not reach the end of forever Eating words so they may register later, when it comes to forget And I want it to be you to stay and say: you are my... Longing but not questioning, for questions ruin the answered mystery Whirling, falling leaf, will be reconnected by becoming the earth once more And I whirling, falling deeply; person with no bubbles to pop ignorance Yield myself to allow nonsense, so I could gather everything with you So many times much more.