Note Taking

I swear
You make me wanna pull out
A blue spiral college ruled notebook
And take notes

Your intergalactic
Supernatural conversation
About the Christmas lights in our sky
Will never cease to bring out the urge
To pull out my favorite ball point pen
And take notes

I want to take notes
On black holes
And Saturn's moons
But more importantly
I want to examine your universe
And take notes

I want to take notes on how your eyes constantly shift
As if your iris' are tiny telescopes
That allow you to see within the supernovas you're so deeply involved in

I want to take notes
On how you catch your breath
When you talk too fast
But don't know you're talking too fast
As if you're pushing out the information quick enough
To not get stuck behind your lips

I want to take notes
On the words you say that I don't know
And not necessarily to make me smarter
(Which is another goal)
But to hear them over in my head
Because God knows they sound a million times better in your voice
(Well, maybe not as good as Morgan Freeman)

I want to take notes on why I take notes on you
You make me so poetic
I kind of hate it and I kind of love it

I want to take notes on the universe I was scared to love
Because I was told I was never smart enough to comprehend it
But somehow you understand
I could have the IQ of a toothbrush
And still ponder the inifinities

I want to take notes
On how our universes collide
How my wormholes lead to your
How the universe in my head lies right in front of your eyes
In my red-brown rings
And over the clouds above our heads