Under The Sycamore

Of two loves

I wanted to speak the language of you
A string of words coexisting in perfect harmony
A bright light you shine on me
I You painted the starry night of words with your lips of stars
And I, I was amazed at the beauty of the way you spoke
Thoughts into feelings
Feelings into words
I can hear you
Loud and clear
We could carry conversations filled with silence
All that we have said with so little words
Feel my star struck eyes gazing
Don't shy away from me, sweetheart
The beauty of red roses cant compare to the beauty of you
This is just the beginning of a storybook romance
But I'm conflicted in choosing you
See, Love is not a word I fully understand
Mistakes filled with heartache
My lie, my certainty
I don't know the name of your language but I want to try to understand every word
Every rule
Learn your culture
Every part of your land
I wanna speak your language
Ill learn to call you my light of life
Teach me your language
Teach me about you