I love your words
that at times
they speak of elegance
and spontaneity
and at others
are carved with the utmost thought

I love how you bring them to life
that at every stroke
every roll of your tongue
the words lift from the page
and the light sparks
in the darkest seasons

I love the way they sing
to the deepest part of me
so much so
that I fall in love with every word
for they remind me of you
and of how you and I
are so alike

I love the way they cling to me
like the soulful melody of the birds in spring
or the tender lullabies
that continuously
bring me to sleep

most of all

I love how they remind me
of the gentlest
most daring heart
the only heart that speaks
the language of mine
the only heart that calls
to my deepest
ghostly desires
the only heart that owns mine
and the only heart that belongs
**to me