Sometimes I wish, that our eyes would talk
Let them form their own words, express all’s worth.
I wish there was a language for us, that we’d understand,
Of imploring looks, overwhelmed heart and an open hand.
Happiness is so hard, hard to write about
Than unrequited love, and a broken heart,
But that love, that fills a pot, and more spills over-
Oh, there are no words to tell, to describe that ever!
Then there’s you, like the warmth of a fire,
Hearts beating frantically, the souls laid bare
A hope and a love, unequaled joy and lost despair,
Of dreams locked away, thoughts that would scare.
Unbending there was you, scaring away nightmares,
Making all the hidden-away wishes come true-
Telling me of love, of timelessness and forevers
Words and worlds of fairy tales, lived by few!
I was an old soul, new to love, new to being adored,
Stars shined in my heart, and magic in his eyes-
Was I worth all this, and then some more?
He told me, I was, I was! His princess, I was!
I agree. Love is hard to write about, but you did a great job!
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