Everything Between

I just wanna be a building made out of your comfort books,

I wanna be the medium that carries your favourite song to your ears,

I wanna turn myself into a cloud and let you dance in the rain,

I wanna be the stem of your favourite flower, holding it upright for you to hold,

I wanna be the smell of your favourite savoury, the one that drives you towards it,

I wanna be the palette of your favourite colour,

I wanna be the floor that you click your favourite heels on,

I wanna be the flight to your favourite place,

I wanna be the feeling you get when you have a warm cup of coffee in your hands,

I wanna be the lines on your face when you smile,

I wanna be the fallen eyelash under your eye,

I wanna be the pull tab you save of all the diet coke cans you drink,

I wanna be the page you write your favourite thoughts on,

I wanna be the ink of your pen with which you draw,

I wanna be the sunray that makes you squint your eyes so bad that your face is in a smile,

I wanna be the bottle of your favourite perfume so I always carry your scent,

I wanna be the tint in your lipgloss so you always have me on you,

I wanna be the drawstring of your dress holding it together in shape,

I wanna be that one mess on your bed that you never clear out but always sleep on,

I wanna be the lens of your spectacles so that you always see the world better with me,

I wanna be; yours, what you love and everything between.