It is not just your conversation
That keeps me entertained.
It is rather the way you look at
me
That makes me feel sustained.
It is the glitter in your eyes,
And the curl of your hair.
It is all of the little things
That makes me stop and stare.
It is not just your intelligence
That drew me so close to you.
It is not just your sense of
humor
That has thrown me all askew.
It's not the touch of your hand
Or the thoughts in your head.
Rather it is all of the little
things
The things that don't get said.
It's not just your vivid history
That has made me fall in love.
It is not just your comprehension
Of the world around or above.
It is mostly your soft temperament,
And the way you smile at me.
It is all of these little things
That makes me want to see.
It is not just when we are talking
That I want to know some more.
It is not just while you sing for
me
That I learn what I'm looking for.
It is rather the time we spend
alone
And the times in utter silence.
It is all of these little things
That forms our strong alliance.
It is not just the job you work so
hard,
That shows your true commitment.
It is also not your crazy habits
That gives me a sense of fulfillment.
It is rather the purpose you bring
to my life,
A gentle reminder on why I have
been chosen.
Thus, it is all of these little
things
That form our Song of Silence.
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