My Man of Few Words

I read lengthy novels

He deals in business emails

His words are to the point

Mine are full of details

He is my man of few words

I am a chatter box

He loves me a lot

But wears his heart in his socks

He is a wonderful listener

I am more towards south

There are things I want to hear too

Directly from the horse's mouth

He doesn't hide his feelings though

His eyes say it all

I will talk and he will listen

Every autumn and every fall