You Have This Effect On Me, You See...

Blew through the moment with yearning devotion like a reader impatient to know the book's end. Swept up emotions despite the commotion of farewell to novelty's friends. Mind, blanket-weaving of memories receiving stitched with the threads of your voice, warm me through winter and keep me believing my footsteps are set by my choice. Always electric, never receptive to negative comments and pain. Slow me to running, leave me eclectic and kiss me with your words again...