Yes, you.
Yes your touch, your warmth
Your slow steady breath
Your hand at home in mine
Your head resting on my chest
Yes the sounding of your voice
The feeling of your silence
My lips upon your lips
As our hearts both race with violence
Those never equaled eyes
Overflowing with life color
The dancing of your laugh
As it grows into a thunder
Every memory not yet shared
The adventures yet to come
And growing old together
As we watch the setting sun