Neither hundreds of pages of a book
Nor the thousands of words in it
Neither the melodies of the song
Nor the tunes of its music
Neither the great stories of the brave
Nor the wisdoms of the kings
Neither the adrenaline filled actions
Nor the articulate speeches
What it takes For me to come alive.
For my eyes to shine
For my world to stop
For my heart to beat..
A word perhaps..
Two mere syllables
Your name
Just the sound of your name
When I am happy I write such nonsense
Thank you everyone
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Ink of love
PuisiBits of love in between the lines.. Best ranking #5 in #lovepoems #4 in #loveqoutes
