i never have to tell you
but i always want to remind you
the way you speak reminds me of a river creek
subtle and calm holding me tight in the center of your palm
the charm of a scale- always in balance no force no malice;
the way you love- secret to your sauce isn’t three spoons of sugar
it’s your hands through my hair like a comb here or gone
i’ve never felt so at home
beat of your heart moves my train and your lips are the fuel
never cruel a precious jewel and it’s all in your eyes
and i’ll never part ties
