There's YOU...

The life in your words
That brings me peace
That takes ma soul with it
London, Paris and Greece.

The way you talk, if u know
Is like an angel's breath
I cannot tell how it looks,
But sure as hell, feel beneath.

I adore the skeptic you are
There is a child, in conflict
No matter what the odds are
The kid just won't submit. . .

There's surprise in you
I wonder, if its just how I feel
Making routine sound rhetorical
I guess its your enticing zeal.

You are like water... in make
Clear, calm, rippling, astute
And manifest like the wind
Blowing life into a flute.

Your smile is gentle n tiddly
Just the way you are
Sometimes you are cranky
But no one.. comes at par.

Your worries are intriguing
& You are so much more
I could listen to you talking
Shut in behind, a missing door.

I can quote a thousand gestures
Some comman and some rare
Gosh... It's you at one hand
On the other I don't care. . .