Nervous energy

He is calm.

His soothing calmness
-among other things-
attracted her to him 
in the first place.

It reminds her of her father.
His calm ability to listen patiently to her rantings,
remain a rock of stability
for her nervous energy.

But it took her a while to realise
that he, in turn,
thoroughy enjoys her lively spirit,
that overflowing of passion 
that comes out in unexpected moments.

Like,
when she's recounting a story 
of recent arguments with people,
her voice quivering with rage:
''At that moment, I swear 
I could just grab him by his hair
and kick him. Hard. On the face''
or
''I could throw my computer mouse at him
for his sheer stupidity at destorting facts like that''.

He laughs out loud ,
upon hearing her.
He enjoys her passionate ways.
She can tell.

What a glorious feeling
being loved and cherished
for what others used to despise in you...