he feels his love in a different place not in his heart, never in his face he says love takes on the shape of voice but that measley i love you's don't suffice
he pronounces his love in shivering tones that ring for so long i feel not alone and in his whispers i feel a desire flutter that surrounds my body in heated shudders
he takes my hand but i feel no love so i glance from his eyes to his lips above and he hums so softly without any rhythm so that i may feel him in his love's slow hymn
he feels his love in a different place sometimes in his heart, never the face but when he sings with love's sweet voice i know simple i love you's will never suffice