This time when we meet
I want to dissolve in your honey laced voice
your brandishing thoughts
your chirping rejoiceS
and draped in your pristine shroud of words
I will gently drift in your love

For I want to listen to you
your songs
your laughter
your touch
everything you want to say
or you don’t want to say
sometime with words
and in some occasions
with the swimming tears
in those doe eyes

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