Temperature
Let my words be as light as jazz, let my words be the music you love: for it is only yours that I love; be cozy and snuggle against my heart, hear it beat in tune to your heart, listen to it pulsate in delight let me bathe your path in light, for it is your love in which I thrill; let me be your eyes tonight, tonight we have it all set alight, the fire is blazing in golden light: it is, indeed, it was, indeed, it always was indeed all for you; it is, indeed, it will be, indeed, it will be always yours, indeed, all for you, and no one else for you are all I have in creed. The words are loud, the whispers louder, the day is cool, the night is warm, the earth is round, the earth is flat, I know not what to know anymore; for you took all I that knew - reset it all anew: now I am hard-wired to only you; as you say, so it is, as you play, so it is, the truth be told, in lettering bold, that without you I am eternal cold.