Thanks to Him

Here he goes again putting thoughts in my head,
And images I'd rather keep elsewhere.
I can't believe I'm listening to this
And I have to keep myself from grinning...
He makes me turn a new shade of red
For everything I wish I never said...
Some of those thoughts remain in my head...
But dear, some escape.
And I wish he'd torment you like he does me,
Twisting every word that you say...
Making you turn the kind of red
That only I should be seeing.
I wonder how you'd react
To some of the thoughts he puts in my mind...
Because those embed in my head
And they grow bigger, yet...
They wrap themselves around thoughts of you
And with those, they grow and change
Into something silly that makes me forget
Of the negative thoughts in my head...
And he facilitates thinking of you,
Since he allows me to stay in my mind
Where it's warm... where it's safe...
And where I spend my dreams
In your lovely embrace.