It's that huff of breath you allow to be heard
That's not quite a laugh, just lightly amused
That's somehow and entire statement
With you never having said a word.

It's the full-bodied laugh that you so rarely vocalize
That's warmer than a summer day
That manages to put a smile on my face
That's so impossibly, beautifully bright.

It's that witty little remark you murmur lightly
That is nothing but concentrated sass
That drags out the loudest of laughs
(Until, of course, someone gets salty.)

It's the silence I could live inside
That's so comfortable and easy
That you sink into it, really
And just enjoy the ride.

It's that sweet word we don't say aloud
That's too affectionate, too real
That we so raw and so honestly  feel
That we articulate without a sound

It's the timbre of your voice
That sets a quiver beneath my skin
That's smoother, more enticing than sin;
Let these heathens rejoice.

It's your brain, your intelligence
That's akin to a shower of meteors
That's a display of awe, an exercise of power
That makes your intriguing quality make sense.

It's you, it's your essence
It's the way you fill me with awe
It's this way I've never felt before
It's what happens to me in your presence.

It's the tidbits you tell me that I hold close
It's the possessive jealousy you spark
It's how you're a masterpiece, a work of art
That makes me want to boast.

That you're the reason, the one, my muse
You're every single thing I could possibly adore
You're everything I could ever want and more
And I've never been more happy to say, "I like you."