Longing.... (a repeat)

I long for my ideals and dreams to
collide and explode like fireworks
in the late night sky
your words play as a repeated recording
in my head while my heart skips a beat
as I anxiously await to hear more lyrical
musings spill into my body like the warmth of
the sun during a lazy spring sabbatical
where worries are few and dreams multiply
I have trapped your words deep in my heart
and I yearn to hear more so I may
unleash the butterflies of spring from
my cloaked existence and feel the
energy of something bigger, better like
a grand valley of connection where the jasmine
and gardenia grow and the birds participate
as tiny musicians that flow like perfection
with your lyrics in my head