a silence thats comfotable

sometimes nothing but laying next to you speaks for its self
your heart beat whispers how nice this is
and hands intertwined completes the logic
that this is forever
as the ceiling becomes so familiar that i begin to wonder if
i can spell your name in it
you say "i love you" my concentration is then broken
i reply,
"i love you too"
come nearer, hold tighter and no other word spoken
how perfect this moment between a comfortable silence