The words that you say,
The looks that you give,
The smile that lights up your face.

The way that you lean,
The turn of your head,
The moment that speaks to us both.

The songs that you sing to,
The prose that you quote,
The poems you read that I wrote.

It’s all in the air,
In the spaces between us,
You feel what I feel,
And I know how you care.

Your needs and your wants,
Fit neatly to mine,
The closeness we feel,
seems to grow all the time.

Whitley said it best,
But you say it all,
Your heart,
speaks directly,
to mine.