Listening
If I could hear your eyes
They would whisper to me soothing forest lullabies
If I could hear your lips
They would murmur to me that together we can write our own scripts
If I could hear your hair
It would speak to me about how life is more empty when love isn't there
If I could hear you hands
They would shout to me that your heart has already created future plans
I'm listening to you.
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