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You chase my finger that traces the air before your eyes..

Hushed whispers and lipreading, soft smiles and quiet cries.

Tracing the air finger spelling hearts and promises

Facetime calls, long nights and quiet breathing is,

The sweet mellow sound while sleep's curtain draws close.

Whispered "i miss you"s.. and "i miss you most"s..

Keeping quiet in our hushed little fortress..

So others eyes stay blind and ears remain deaf..

Only us, in our quiet little world, where i lose myself in your eyes.

My home and my life, where all my happineds and love lies..

Hushing my eyes closed, and whispered "its okay"s.. its okay

Because we are okay, and each night we are closer to the day.

The day where i get to whisper my "i love you"s against your lips

Waking to those gentle blue eyes.. and falling asleep to your kiss.

        I love you..