Love, Is That You I See?

Love, is that you I see... hiding behind her smile? The one that lingers just a little longer… Like it’s been waiting all the while. Is that you, tucked in the way she says my name, Soft like Sunday mornings, Warm like candle flame? Are you the reason my heart beats weird When she walks in the room — And suddenly everything else disappears? Love, is that you in her laugh, That golden kind that fills the air, Like music written just for me — Is that you playing there? I’ve known crushes, known sparks, Known butterflies that come and flee… But this feels different — Feels like "you", finally meeting me. You don’t shout. You don’t rush. You just show up in her touch. In how she listens. In how she stays. In how she turns my cloudy days. So if it’s really you, Don’t be shy, don’t disappear — Just say it plain, whisper it clear That you're love in the flesh.