Would you sing for me if I hummed the melody of the look in your eyes? Your lyrical paper dances in the wind as if it were to be a part of nature. Would you take my hand and walk me through the meaning of our silence? I want to sing the scribbled words upon the notebook of my heart because baby, I wrote this for you. What ever you say, I believe it's true. Your smile reassures me that we can make something beautiful together. Only one day if I can take you by the lips and rip the melody of yours and distorted mine, so it can become a duet. And find the meaning of the many moments of silence that translates to one simple sentence, 'I love you'.
Wrote this at 2:30 Am in Vegas.
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