Kind Of Crazy, Yet Zany

Your such a looney tune, sometimes I just want to grab you and squeeze you until there is nothing left. Or grab a piece of my heart and constantly throw pieces of it in the air until my heart replaces the moon, a declaration that I love you without seeing or hearing. There could be other ways to depict such emotion. I could chase you around with a mallet bigger than the both of us. Without the trouble of bronchitis to hinder how much air fills our lungs. An oversized balloon spelling out how much you mean to me. One of many ways to find a way to steal a kiss from you. Either that or take your lips and put them in my pocket. Kind of crazy, yet complicated. Attempting to tie you up and litter your face with a million kisses. I'd intentionally lose count on purpose, One million, Two million, Three million. A synopsis of what you mean to me in a zany, yet crazy way. I'd fall off the cliff if I knew you were down there to greet me with a laugh. Or perhaps replace my safety net with an anvil. Or the catch of your hands. The jolt of a shock buzzer radiating each and every thought of you. In a kind of crazy, yet zany way. If you should ever leave, I'd take your heart and hide it so you'll have a reason to come back. Complicated, yet crazy. The way I'd love you