not even love

It's not even love
Or those strange silly things
It's not even flying
On those fanciful wings
It's not even sleeptimes
Or those cuddles and things
It's not even kisses
With all kisses bring
It's not even daytimes
Or those real daylight things
It's not even saying
What our hearts want to sing
But for now it is night-times
Those rare simple things
Where we sift through the tempest
Just to speak in the wings
Where you brave all your questions
Just to know what i dream
It's not even love
But it's all that love brings