Madlibs

I need to balance on the edge   

Always

And a body under mine at 7:30 in the morning

Red    blue   green    city lights in my eyes

And a laugh that fills the silences between mine

I need someone to fill in the     __blanks__

If there's nobody up there,    I need hands that are solid under my feet

I need a soul to directly whisper with,

A shoulder, no matter its temperature,

And another roamer

                                    To always stand one step in front of me