it was probably early last year, your where nothing but a name in my ears, soothing, smooth like wine to a bad stomach, you had me knees bent, heart raced, all in the name of love my dear, a love I barely understood, a love I barely spoke, if ever love was a language I think I would be dumb for the rest of the year, you were like the morning dew, perfect for the nose, exciting for my bare feet, but still I never thought having you would be a pleasing thing, you had a charm, the kind you see in twilight, like a dark tunnel, you were definitely my light, I had you on my mind like a broken record, you can never find the lyrics but the tune keeps playing in your head, only God knows how much I was praying for you, but yet here you were, at my feet, begging for me to open up, and yet all I could really open was my mouth, not to profess my love, but to remind you how imperfect i was, yet there you were, quick and ready to remind me that I definitely was perfect to y