My Little Crush

I can't get enough of your expressions. Each face portrayed teaches me a lesson. I'm always left guessing. Which faces are left hiding. I don't know what parts your stressing. Or, why you're always so confiding. I'm hurling myself towards you. Trying to find all the clues. Because, I realized I don't even know you. Nor, why you act the way you do. I'm painting a portrait of you. From the shades you emit to my mind. These colors have to stay true. Even if I'm painting while blind. I want to know your thoughts. I don't want to omit a single letter. The stories we could share and the hardships we could bear. We'd only have to be together. I can't get enough of you presence. It's like your existence is my special present. Your voice is divine. Teach me how to rhyme. The words will shiver down our spines. Our bodies will remember every last line. I want to explore you. To attain a grander view. I want to get to know you. More than you even do. I just can't get enough. My little crush.