Your Mind

Your mind was the only place
I could spend hours looking through
And never get tired
Or not find something new

I couldn't tell you for sure
What it was more like to me
A garden in bloom
Or a library...

In a way I can see
How the flowers keep blooming
Always something new showing
Always beautiful

And you plant something daily
And they appear differently from others
Flowers unlike any other I've seen
The world from your view

A garden you could get lost in
The roots twisting every way
Twisting around my body
Holding me there for more

Or like a library with a billion words
New books arriving to gather with the old
But no dust forming
Because I trace the line of every page

I could sit for hours
Reading every thought
And every new book I pick up
Is a new journey to take with you

And it might not make sense
To all of the outside eyes
But I think that might the beauty of it
To you and I

With every conversation
I feel I learn a little more
And with every little taste
I only want more of you