I like the fact that you talk. The way you talk the talk, the way you whisper the talk or even more the way you sing the talk.
I like the way you talk to me. Your power of talking me into and out of what I once believed I was. I like the way you talk me round the new self I am turning into.
I like how we talk something through and how we talk something over and over again.
God, I love our talks!
I love how you talk foolishly, melodiously, funny, dirty... I love your talks in any language, I love your talks in any moment, in any place or space...
Because, it is just when you talk when I feel that how you behaved was not what I wanted to listen!
