Saying Goodnight

And he says things like "Your body is beautiful."
He holds me, warm sun rays wrapped around a tin can
reflecting the combined light out to the world.
And he says things like "You're the light of my life."
I search for him in the darkness,
he finds me with ease, my lips his true north.
And he says things like "You're perfect,"
caresses my face, brushes back my hair,
a happy bystander to a poetic tragedy.
And he says things like "I miss you"
I, hovering in the depths of his thougts,
the ghost of his hands on my skin.
And he says things like "You're mine."
"I could listen to your voice for hours."
"Your laugh is adorable."
"I trust you."
"Sweet dreams."
And he says things like "I love you."
Suddenly, words can't do the feeling justice.
The corners of my mouth push my cheeks toward my eyes
And I say things like "I love you, too."
"Goodnight."