I used to search for the perfect words
I can't see a life without them
Without 'love'
Without your name
I can't
Because every syllable that brushes your lips
Every gruff of your tongue
All makes me feel like a piece of a pattern
Sewn into a beautiful quilt
Keeps me warm
But then I learned
Its not the words that make me smile
Its you
Its every thought and reason
Every brush of skin
I used to search for the perfect words
And now I hope to be tongue tied
To let you show me every feeling you feel
Not to contain our love in a simple 3 syllables
To restrict them of our own choosing
We should set them free
And not speak another word tonight
Apr 22, 2013
Apr 22, 2013 at 11:39 PM UTC
I used to search for the perfect words
I can't see a life without them
Without 'love'
Without your name
I can't
Because every syllable that brushes your lips
Every gruff of your tongue
All makes me feel like a piece of a pattern
Sewn into a beautiful quilt
Keeps me warm
But then I learned
Its not the words that make me smile
Its you
Its every thought and reason
Every brush of skin
I used to search for the perfect words
And now I hope to be tongue tied
To let you show me every feeling you feel
Not to contain our love in a simple 3 syllables
To restrict them of our own choosing
We should set them free
And not speak another word tonight
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