I want to be your love I want to be your love I want to be your kiss when tender dawn pours its loving caress upon your azure eyes. I want to be the kiss that eats the honey of your lips. I want to be a breeze that wafts you to your dreams. I want to be your smile when tears swell up in your eyes, ready to wet your face, the face I used to dream of. I want to be your tears when your happiness has no other way to let it free. I want to be a vase to treasure your smell that kisses its way into my veins. I love you, what more to say?