09-22-2021, 09:27 PM
There's a spaceship around his neck.
Really, it's an old gear on a string
but when he calls it a spaceship,
the look in his eyes
makes me want to sing
and I think that's the thing
about him.
He's just a little off
but there's wonder in the fact
that
there's a spaceship around his neck
and how magical is that?
How beautiful is that,
that he should find something so plain
and ordinary
and make it out to be
so much more than it is
because to him life is an adventure?
If you showed him
a pool of water
he'd say it was the pool
that Narcissus looked into.
If you showed him
a fruit tree
he'd say it lay in Eden.
His speech
is laden
with a vast array
of description
and his mind
is spectacular.
So to me,
when he reads his books
he is Tyrion Lannister,
training his mind
because every mind needs a book
to become learned.
When he is romantic
he is Aragorn,
King of Gondor
who loves Arwen
with all of his heart.
When he sings
and is singing to me,
as I could clearly see,
the Thursday
that we lay beneath the tree
he is Johnny Cash.
The journey he takes is like Bilbo's journey.
Need I say more?
When he is the protector
he is Lancelot,
fighting in war.
His pen is his sword
and his paper
his magic scroll.
My thoughts are built
around his imagination
with fascination
and that is how the creation
of our terrace
came to be
and I can now see,
why I am so hopelessly
in love.
I am in love
and it's all because
there's a spaceship around his neck.
There's a spaceship around his neck.
Really, it's an old gear on a string
but when he calls it a spaceship,
the look in his eyes
makes me want to sing
and I think that's the thing
about him.
He's just a little off
but there's wonder in the fact
that
there's a spaceship around his neck
and how magical is that?
How beautiful is that,
that he should find something so plain
and ordinary
and make it out to be
so much more than it is
because to him life is an adventure?
If you showed him
a pool of water
he'd say it was the pool
that Narcissus looked into.
If you showed him
a fruit tree
he'd say it lay in Eden.
His speech
is laden
with a vast array
of description
and his mind
is spectacular.
So to me,
when he reads his books
he is Tyrion Lannister,
training his mind
because every mind needs a book
to become learned.
When he is romantic
he is Aragorn,
King of Gondor
who loves Arwen
with all of his heart.
When he sings
and is singing to me,
as I could clearly see,
the Thursday
that we lay beneath the tree
he is Johnny Cash.
The journey he takes is like Bilbo's journey.
Need I say more?
When he is the protector
he is Lancelot,
fighting in war.
His pen is his sword
and his paper
his magic scroll.
My thoughts are built
around his imagination
with fascination
and that is how the creation
of our terrace
came to be
and I can now see,
why I am so hopelessly
in love.
I am in love
and it's all because
there's a spaceship around his neck.
There's a spaceship around his neck.
