the balance of us
vibrating
through the air
the sweet noise of you being there
without turning to look to see
knowing,
just knowing, you are behind me
it’s that silent language, that we know so well
without a word being said, but we both can tell
the feelings of the other, we are so in tune
it’s so instinctual
like howling at the moon
without the other each is off key
it’s a balancing act, that we both need to be
the ying or the yang – it doesn’t matter which
for as we go along we forever switch
together through the energy
our love continues to grow
through our heart,
our spirit and our soul