Love is when I hear your heartbeat begin to match mine,
your breathing steady and reassuring,
slowing the quickness of my own.
Love is when I look into your eyes and see a smile deep within you which I know is for me alone,
the desire that only I can fulfill,
the warmth that reaches deep into my soul.
Love is the taste of your lips when we say so much without using any words,
but still understand.
Love is the protection your arms offer,
your strength and tenderness,
the heat from your body and the feel of you against me.
Love is the trembling of my own responses,
which only you can cause,
for you are the only one I need.
© 1998 TDH