We can also learn from men.

You know
know longer
my every move,
how unorwellian,
it's hell again.

There is no thing
to be said
between us.
We could say i love you
but
i love you is known,
in binded tome.
Abstract metaphors seek
a form of us,
but it wasn't us,
i love you,
and us

You are passing, this is it,
the last of it.
Minutes you filled
in nights drawn in,
we're in.
You're fantastic,
near past it.

Every step of you is heavy
but
not heard ;
loud silence herd.
Imprinting delicately,
you're a delicacy.
I stop and hear only me moving ;
compelled by you.

Don't prepare
waves
to engulf
and subdue starts.
You are welcome,
like the light rain.
Be fair:
nourish with flourish
and care.

No hints needed,
your own time is our time.
Waiting without waiting,
no hoping too,
to look forward
is to see past you,
no hope needed
when I'm next to you.
I gather implorations
not hints,
my eyes say I do,
I do love you.