What's Our language of Love?

It's in the way your eyes pass over me

from a distance,

the way they consume me,

flood me,

the way

Fragile child, how the tears do fall

standing alone with no one to hold you

poor child you've seen it all

does anyone even

If I said I didn't care about you, I would not be telling the truth.
If I said I didn't have feelings for you, then that

Although I hide my eyes

from the powers-that-be

what they can't see

is my free will.

Although I keep my hands

from the great

Your lips move but nothing comes out

Words aren't even formed

Your lips are moving against my own

They say I love you

As we