Is it odd, my love, <br />that I envy others <br />who have not met you <br />for the intoxication they have <br />yet to experience? <br />Is it odd that I wish to <br />witness you with new eyes <br />so I may have the pleasure of <br />falling for you all over again? <br />I am grateful, so grateful, <br />for knowing the meaning <br />of your various sighs. For <br />being the cause of your <br />ecstatic cries. But, <br />if only for a moment, <br />I wish to let you fall out of my hands <br />so that I may catch you again. <br />You, <br />my love, <br />are the oddity. <br />You <br />are my exception.