It's the way you stand in a doorway,
Or turn to look at me and smile.
It's the way you know exactly how to kiss me,
Or the way your arms move when you walk.
It's the way your face changes when mine does,
Or the way your eyes dilate out of nowhere.
It's the way you listen to me talk nonsense,
Or the way you know when I need a hand on my back.
It's the way you chuckle when I'm being funny,
Or the way you tell me, "You're so beautiful."
It's always something something you're doing,
Or something you're saying.
It's all of this.
And then some-
Then some that I can not put into words.
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