The Language of Love
Eyes that seek you,
A will to find you,
Ears to hear you,
To listen to your sweet voice.
A heart that speaks to you,
A silent word or two,
Arms to hold you,
And hugs you close.
In the silence of the night,
I dream of you in moon's light,
The stars whisper your name,
In the gentle night's embrace.
Lips that long to kiss you,
Fingers that intertwine,
In moments pure and true,
Your hand always in mine.
A soul that yearns to know,
Every secret you might show,
Together we create,
A love that will not wait.
Through laughter and through tears,
With you, I have no fears,
In your presence, I am home,
Never again to roam.
Eyes that seek you,
A will to find you,
In this dance of love divine,
Forever, you are mine.
Omatee Ann Marie Hansraj
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