You're once again the subject of my muse
You, sitting there so effortlessly talking
I'm hooked on every word
Your voice a musical note I'd spend my eternity listening to
Can I ?
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Goodness, this is what home feels like
Your arms around me and my head on your heart
My hands hugging your waist whilst yours snake to the back of my neck
Tighter, as if this would be our last time but
Can we stay like that ?
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Reading between the lines and playing with words
Claimed as our game and ours alone
Cancel all my plans when you call
Run to that embrace, the only place where I belong
Can you hold me longer ?
YOU ARE READING
The Words I Speak
PoetryWhile I'm silenced out there I'll speak my mind in here This reputation of the quiet Just let it disappear I've got a lot ahead of me Many things that I fear As I'm walking down this road I can finally see things clear . . . . . The Words I S...
