he feels his love in a different place
not in his heart, never in his face
he says love takes on the shape of voice
but that measley i love you's don't suffice
he pronounces his love in shivering tones
that ring for so long i feel not alone
and in his whispers i feel a desire flutter
that surrounds my body in heated shudders
he takes my hand but i feel no love
so i glance from his eyes to his lips above
and he hums so softly without any rhythm
so that i may feel him in his love's slow hymn
he feels his love in a different place
sometimes in his heart, never the face
but when he sings with love's sweet voice
i know simple i love you's will never suffice
Nov 27, 2011
Nov 27, 2011 at 3:09 AM UTC
he feels his love in a different place
not in his heart, never in his face
he says love takes on the shape of voice
but that measley i love you's don't suffice
he pronounces his love in shivering tones
that ring for so long i feel not alone
and in his whispers i feel a desire flutter
that surrounds my body in heated shudders
he takes my hand but i feel no love
so i glance from his eyes to his lips above
and he hums so softly without any rhythm
so that i may feel him in his love's slow hymn
he feels his love in a different place
sometimes in his heart, never the face
but when he sings with love's sweet voice
i know simple i love you's will never suffice
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