Not a word
I can tell what you are feeling
By how you move

Not a word
Even the slightest curve of your mouth
Tells me everything

Not a word
You lift up your lover
Effortlessly, gracefully

Not a word
Your body bends
Into a million different shapes

Not a word
In perfect synchronicity
You decorate the stage

Not a word
You hold our gaze
Transporting us from this world

Not a word
Yours is the story
Waiting to be told

Not a word
Yours is the dance
Of the soul