a poem

There is a little of you
in every little bit of me,
cause it's you and myself
that can make us be...
there is passion and love
in every move i make,
for its in me to love
and it is in you to take...
and words won't describe
what i feel now,
it wouldn't be fair or right
that they could show somehow
what in me lyes,
and in your eyes i can see...
no secrets or lies
just you and me.