It Is Poem by Joe Howell

It's somewhere in your eyes
not a speck of light
nor a darkness, dread
like i know, it is love

it's somewhere in the words you say
not really a tone of voice
nor a dreaded stormy night
like i know, it is love

it's somewhere in your walk
not a cockness, head held high
nor a beat-downness
like i know, it is love

it's somewhere in who you are
my bride for so long
not a house cleaner alone
like i know, its you