You speak to my heart, In languages I never knew Fingertips like velvet, Tracing worlds into my skin One touch set ablaze, My weary soul Oh what a solace, To spend a lifetime searching for freedom To find that freedom exists, Within the confines of the smallest hands And you⦠The unsayer of gray You, speaker of colors and magic The calm after the storm, Promising the breath of a new morning Safety found in a quiet smile, A gentle squeeze Eloquently you conduct harmonies, Across my body Plucking my every heart string, A resonance warm and welcome You speak to my heart, In languages I never knew