Talk My Ear Off

When days were young and vacant
Of your auroral tone.
Shades of a room were dim and
Flawed in your absent glow - the laugh you own.
But your painted breath, stretched out
In streaks of pure resonance
Could accent and light a night sky
Just with your sentences - so effortless.
In words so soft. As if you knew my thoughts.
So talk my ear off.
Talk my ear off.

Your stories are heard in admiration
That I frame as art of conversation.
So talk my ear off. Talk my ear off.
Take out the noise and take my attention.
Your humming voice is my only obsession.
So talk my ear off. Talk my ear off.