Language of Love
"We both are fluent in the language of love
And I want to make sweet poetry with you"
I write my words across your chest
My single letters haltingly slow down
Incoherently forming new words
Lining up in sentences withheld
Crying for attention
Your name a foreign sound
A word without meaning
Forming strings of small pearls
And I see a thousand times your name
In a million different colours
Exploding in the air like small poems
Or fireworks
Or stars in the firmament
Of our selves
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Meme by Mel Leach
Quote by Jason Williams
Poem by Darren White
November 24, 2016
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