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The Art of Communication

Lets talk now

Hold my hand

I've only known one kind of touch

You sat down to listen...

In you I trust

Lets value each other

Look at my heart

I've never known my worth

You stood

Calming my nerves

I choked on *****

I hadn't realized was there

Lets flow together

Like the long locks

Of your curly hair

Grow with me

'Cause I'm bald to the roots

Metaphorically speaking

Lets talk now

You hold me like silk

I melt to you

I've only known one type of touch

You swiftly kiss my forehead

I never felt trapped laying in your bed

"Relax my love" is what you said

"Look at my heart...it knows your worth"

I heard the pounding of my heart

I hadn't realized was there

Lets flow together

Like a river to the stream

Being together and

Being one

Are two different things

Lets be one

Connect

Your veins will run through me

Hold my hand

In you I trust

I melt to you

You stood and said "I do"

And I knew

I would never love anyone

But you

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Written by
naomi-sarai
American
Published
Aug 18, 2013
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