I hear you through the whistling of streets.
I hear you in the wandering of unspoken words.
I see you in between crowded footsteps.
I see you in thin air through my lashes.
I feel you in the unfolding of my ink.
I feel you under my fingers running through sheets.
I know you the moment you look me in the eye.
I love you - more - every time you say goodbye.
j.s