Its the Way
Its the way your eyes speak
A silent language only we know
Its the way the stillness of your body
Eases the trembling of mine
Its the way you hold my hand like a cherished photo
that you forgot existed
Its the way the walls know your name
In every room
Its the way your lips taste like sweet nectar
On my tongue
Its the way even the sun is envious
Of your light, always burning
Its the way your feet kiss the earth,
with every step beauty blooms
Its the way I know
No matter what you do
I'll trust you in the aftermath
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