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Tonight when you smile at me, and give out your little laugh
When you semi-blush, look to the floor for a second and back up to meet my eyes
I will smile back and I will stare for a little too long
- but I wont tell you 'your face is beautiful'

Tonight when yousing some songs, sit and play your guitar, cross your legs and wiggle you feet
When your words convey a hurt I never want to see you feel
Or when you decide to show your emotions by a perfect acenting 'ooo-oo-oo-ooos'
I will sing along, gently mouthing the words, stare at you the whole time smiling, or close my eyes to imagine we are all alone and you are singing directly to me
- but I wont tell you 'your voice is beautiful'

Tonight when you tell me more stories of your life, and thoughts on happyness
When we are sitting outside grabbing a smoke and sipping our coffees
When you share your darkest moments, your brightest moments, and how they have shaped you
When you mention thoughts and concepts you are currently entertaining, and those you dismissed long ago
I will speak some usually only echoing you, I will listen with great intent and be enlightened along the way of memorizing your every mezmorizing word
-But I wont tell you 'your mind is beautiful'

Tonight when we end up sitting on a blanket alone, under a tree, the clouds and the stars
when the only sounnd to be heard is the birds conversing in hidden languages, the foxes scurrying through bushes, boats on the river, and our combined heavy breathing
When we can just lay there and be in total awe, surrounded by four point six billion years of achievement
When words of any kind would just cheapen the connection we share with nature,would unattach us from the great flow of universal energy, would break the unspoken, but understood bond we have formed
I will lay next to you as close as can and look over at you from time to time, I will feel a sense of completeness and content not experienced since childhood, and I will day dream of more; perhaps kissing you on that moonlit river bank, putting my arm around you and pulling you so close our atoms combine together and we touch on a quantum level, or simply just having the pleasure of holding your hand
- but I wont tell you 'your soul is beautiful'

Tonight I will not tell you how happy it makes me to see your face light up a room with a smile
How there is more to you then simple symetry
How your eyes draw me into a place that it hurts to leave
Tonight I will not tell you that I listen to your songs at least once a day
That they are always better live when I can watch your lips form the words and push them out
That the way you sing with that smokey undertone and innocent front is so sexy it sometimes sends shivers down my spine
That once you sang me that song adressed to the gentle hobo, I knew no matter how hard I tried there was no turning back
Tonight I wont tell you how pleased I am to find someone that has similar thoughts and feelings
That doesnt always agree, but explains rather then pushes to persuade
That has lived life and knows what is and isnt for her
That thinks with her heart even though she knows that maybe she shouldnt
Tonight I wont tell you how I can feel your presence when you are near
How I know I share a connection with you that is deeper th I can understand, one that goes much farther then this material world and its troubles
how in some great triumphent poetic sense you have touched the essence of my being
How I feel we sharemething beyond the sub-atomic
Tonight I wont mention any of this
But I am sure when I reluctently agree to retire, when I put off saying goodbye as long as possiable, when we share a friendly hug before parting
that you will see it swirling  my eyes, forever fixed on yours