The only way I can say it.

I'm running ,                                                                                                                
Like rivers,                                                                                                                
Further

and further                                                                                                                    
My edges spill,                                                                                                              
And splash                                                                                                                        
I flow for you                                                                                                              
And you look at me.

Like that bird in the tree                                                                                                
Glare down at my overflow                                                                                            
As though my words hidden from the sky                                                                        
are laced in the sea.  
                                                                                                      
&If my mouth spoke                                                                                                      
And the river spilt open wide                                                                                                           You'd realise that this would be the best only way to say                                          
&Speak my words to you inside.

This is how I would describe you. 

You are a piece of string threaded  and split into a thousand wires. These thousand wires grew and formed and are now signals that send electrical currents which surround around me. They sizzle and fizz as they shake me. Lift me up, let me fall.

I sing sweet words down your ear in my daze and get sent dizzy. Im seeing things, silhouettes of your smile in daily plain gazes into space.
 Your little maze. You fascinate me like the abstract, but my desire is concealed. Like i can't quite get the words out, can't quite say it right, but I'm swimming in you daily, and i'm not quite sure what you are. 

Maybe, something unspoken, 
soft yet sharp, something that stings in the back of my throat, and strengthens as I try to form the words and, express you. 

Thoughts like clockwork.
You are the only thing that twists around my head, like the chill that winds its ways along the corridors of a brain that’s flashing with instant images. The mad beauty of you forms through vasodilation into dewdrops onto skin, past wishes of previous love. And my brain writhes with the olden enchantment and heart clenches through it all.

Why do I do this to myself? Wind you from the back. Until you are dead and so closed inside, until you are interwoven into me. Force myself, heat of a heart into your chilling claws. I want you and you bittersweet anguish and enchantment. You and your grabbing hands that cry out with a nervous shaking abandon. You alive.

Think.
About what you’ve done, who you’ve been. Where you’re from.
Consider. What about the fire, Behind that ice cool heart.
The roaring feelings. Tingling in your spine.
Look at us. We are bodies. We step- forward, to the side, to the song.
Join us. Let your skeleton sing, shiver in your bones
, one toe- step forward and we, shall, dance.