this reminds me of the italo calvino short story from cosmicomics where the characters would row out to sea, and use a ladder to climb to the moon to gather "moon milk". This story gave me that strangest dreams.
You make me super happy. I don't know how you do it. But for some reason. Everytime I see you, or even think about you. It's like this rush of happiness runs through my body and my heart skips. You don't even have to do anything to make me so happy.