More Than Words, More Than Feelings

His voice is soft
It ripples the air
Winds itself around me
Clings, tugs at me

(Doesn't love mean
Trust, Faith
New Hopes
Giving of Yourself?)

When he moves
The air around him
Holds his scent
I follow, intoxicated

(Doesn't love mean
Filling a gap
Meeting a need
Completeing the hole?)

Yes, it does
But there is more
Its the very thing
We all need