The Unspoken Language
The heart strains to find love.
Finding the one led by choice.
Then in the eyes are found.
The true state of desire.
Send forth the heart's resolve.
Like a lawyer in good form.
There is no need for tears.
The spirit of love knows.
Simple looks that adore.
Fall like the leaves of gold.
And with the gentle breeze.
Refreshes the hearts valley.
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