the wind wispers to me
the sweet song of melancholy
the past is just that, behind me
love, staring me in the eyes
such wonder, art... beauty
how do i say it
does i love you still hold meaning
thousands of feelings wrapped into three little words
are there really words that withold true feelings
silence
abundance of smiles, kisses and silly moments
laughter, sunshines, strawberries and stars
simple touches sending shivers down ones spine
butterflies lifting a spirit
rain droplets kiss the earth
opposites magnetic
love
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