I want to thank you for going mad with me.
It's in our lunacy, I feel free, forever free.
Free to fly like a bird, sipping our afternoon tea.
You make me a taciturn, careful and calculating.
If my calculations do not decieve me, let me use them to intrigue you.
Inciting I say, one and one make two, and if that is true, the distance between I and u is 831.
8 letters, 3 words, with one meaning meaning that's titillating, inciting, invoking, provoking, madness is a comfort.
Cause its only in insanity that these tender notions of lingering emotions can exist.
It's in this world created not of god but of my pulchritudinous wit that I and U can defy the laws set before them, standing happily improper and mad, holding onto nothing but the hopes of one day spelling we.