It Counts
It counts
it all counts
the perfect chosen word
what is spoken and what is heard
interactions and reactions
the smiles of your eyes
the feelings felt inside
oh how they make me melt
I swam naked in your soul
drying off under a heated sun
creating moments understood
just like you knew I would
strolling off in the night's review
not leaving you behind
two lover's lost inside
with dreams steadfast entwined
drifting with the glow of the moon
searching stars and all of you
caresses revealing all
true beauty, I'm left in awe
Copyright © Tim Smith | Year Posted 2018
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