An observation :)

Yesterday, when you were touching me, stroking my leg, or when I was just looking at you - remember I told you I didn't have words to express what I feel?

I've been thinking about it for several days now, trying to express this exact feeling, which is: sometimes we look at people, and nothing gets moved in us. As if they don't exist. Sometimes some strings are touched inside us. The more strings, the more moved we are.. I guess. But when it comes to you, and that, I think, is the secret of our relationship my feelings to you, so many strings are touched in me.. I feel I'm not alive otherwise.

Good feeling

Don Juan: Have you never met a woman who inspires you to love? Until your every sense is filled with her? You inhale her. You taste her. You see your unborn children in her eyes and know that your heart has at last found a home.

Wow

More than words..

Words go to words. Look what I just encountered:

In a Manner of speaking
I just want to say
That I could never forget the way
You told me everything
By saying nothing

In a manner of speaking
I don't understand
How love in silence becomes reprimand
But the way that i feel about you
Is beyond words