pilferage

my head now seems emptied
of the thoughts and the ideas
and the dreams within
my heart now echoes hollowly
with every beat
and my lungs oh my lungs
i am left breathless
breathless

if you have stolen them all
my thoughts my ideas my dreams my breath
i should not report the theft
for they are yours for the taking
and if you had not taken them
i would have given them to you anyway

but if i should steal from you
now and again
a touch a kiss a hug
would you mind my every pilferage?