We move in a way that isn't new to the world.
People have heard of it, but hardly get to experience this type of way.

You love me in words, yes, but the way you love isn't like a typed out essay. It is not stagnant. It is not
Contained.
Our love is on the move, it flows
Through the wind that sends your words to my ears
Over and over through the warmth of your lips on mine...
Through the spray of the ocean, I am there with you
As you are there with me under the sky's exchange between the sun and the moon.

This, what we have, isn't new to the world.

But we have it.