I love it when he sings
Under the radio
Lower than I knew he could go.
Matching tones and rhythms
of all manner of songs.
Inside and out.
Things I never knew about.
I love when he
proves me wrong.
I love when I surprise him into silence.
Reading out while he listens
to my voice to the beat of my heart.
His ear to my chest.
The most comfortable place to be.