What can I say
That has not already
Been put so eloquently
By you.

The essence sometimes
Is silence
And knowing
And feeling.

A feeling that wants
And has the write
To remain silent,
So to speak.

A feeling that wants
To be protected,
Even from itself,
As it is......

It is......
Indescribable,
That which lights up
My face.

But you,
You
Sum it up
Well.