Love the tone of your voice. Warm. Melodious. Clear. Deep. Sometimes

you scare me. I think am hearing voices. But it’s you. Deep relief.

I’m kidding. I’m so used to your tone of voice that I could somehow

lost a little bit of the way you sounded originally to me.

Don’t miss understand me. I love your voice even if you became mute.

Your eyes speak volumes. One look , I know exactly what you want.

Your eyes can direct a lost ship. By looking at the captain’s eyes.

Sweet love, we know each other so well that our eyes have taken the

place of our tongues. A hand gesture of yours…a closing of your eyes…

can say so much to me. Not to mention your laughter. Your laughter

can take my heart to the stars if I tell you a silly joke and you laugh

about it. Your laughter is more powerful than a thunderstorm.

It takes each and every cell of me. Including my neurons. But mainly

my soul. You give light to my spirit. And to me.

Love you dearly.

EO