Language
It grows between
You and I
And in Us
We assume nothing
But we learn each other every day
It’s the air that we breath
And our only poem
Our language
Our flame
The eruption of hearts
The dawn of smiles
The sunset of kisses
Others just call it
Love.
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memyselfandela, 2013

Beautifully written.
February 2, 2013 at 4:03 am
February 2, 2013 at 4:12 am
Just incredibly beautiful Ela ~ x RL
February 2, 2013 at 4:28 am
Thank you so much dear Robyn. I just try to express what one cannot express…
February 2, 2013 at 1:16 pm
Sometime word fails to tell other how you feel …I am in that position right now
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February 2, 2013 at 5:59 am
February 2, 2013 at 1:10 pm