How is it to be so... you?

Norman there's a lot I can say,
there's a lot id would love to admit
but there's so much you've already heard
so whats the point anyway?

No matter to those silly thoughts, your everything to me
more than a sexy, badass, figure of a celebrity
your personality is poetic, your soul, indescribable
your beautiful in so many ways I cant express
and you open my eyes on silent days, so very depressed

Norman might I add that your smile makes Aphrodite blush
your eyes make the sun cry
your insecure, masked, movements, carry skin deep
but that just adds to the reasons why

why I love you
why others can see you like me
of course others might say the same
but babe, my thoughts arent so lame
I love art, photography, I share those feelings thats how I know
I think, that you think, I dont know you at all
but hon, I think ive got every perfect detail, every flaw

Norman as if there isnt enough to blurt
just know you have stopped the unknown hurt
thats another we share my love, turn around on the world
like theres nothing to be afraid of
close our eyes, and theres no sign of any love

Crazy, me, perhaps
but who can blame me, your indescribable
your handsome
your poetic
your mysterious
your perfect

I love You Norman Reedus