Monday, 7 March 2011

I love what you do.


I love what you do and the light in your eyes as you do it. I love the joy it brings and the glow inside. I love the waves you ride and the heights you fly. I love the spirit inside and the glow grow. I love the soft voice and gentle touch. I love the way you know what your body needs to bring you joy. I love the way you play like a child with a new toy. I love the way you give me a chance to speak and I love the way to lean forward to hear me more. Most of all I love the wave from the ceiling to the floor.