The Sweet Postcard

Ah, do you know how much I love you?
I woke up one morning with this dream:
There are two people I love
Two people I love, and there you were
I don't know who the other one is
I wish that I did
You are like a canoe
A wooden canoe and I get in and paddle
We are in the river
Your blood flowing on this same continent makes my own heart happy
I could lick your cheek and bite your nose
Every atom of your being
Is appreciated by me
I hold your being up to the light
To see right through,
To see right through