Talking.
Texting.
Selfies.
Unspoken words translated by tiny emotional icons living above my keyboard
Every second is doubled
Every day feels like a year
"Don't get googly eyed," i joke
But little does she know,
that message is for me.
How could i resist the presence of you?
You're a grand teacher of the art of self love.
Let me make myself comfortable as you sing to me the joy behind the pain
The truth behind the struggle
The love that never stops giving
You are special, and i have to be gentle
Because when something is fragile
Most certainty it holds value
And you,
You must be handled with care
You must be slowly unraveled
Every single piece
Every single layer
Slow hands, curious hands, hold you close  
Electrical connections
Distracted thoughts
What did you say?
Pardon my lack of listening skills
I'm finding it hard to focus on two things at once
The words that you speak
And the words you keep in your heart
I'm listening to what your not saying
The glow that fills up the conversational platter that feeds my soul
Go ahead, keep singing.
These ears could never grow old of the tune that you sing