Wanting to say something, the lip twitches, and the need and want to say it, is so irresistible. So near, everything at bay, but a feeling so strong keeps it all locked away deep within.
Locked away, for so long, the feeling eats you away, yet there comes a time, the feeling is immune on the lips, but ignited in the heart, transforming and shaping it in any ways, it is astonishing.
There comes a time, the fingers tremble, you would look at them, as if thinking the fingers were in pain, perhaps they were, the pain was yearn to compose words which couldn’t be uttered from the lips.
Twinkles, the eyes, you would have never have thought, eyes were able to speak, maybe they could. Often people say lovers can speak without words, maybe so. These eyes flashed at times, possibly from that which is hurling inside their hearts, but that which couldn’t be brought out in the open.
Locked away, for so long, the feeling eats you away, yet there comes a time, the feeling is immune on the lips, but ignited in the heart, transforming and shaping it in any ways, it is astonishing.
There comes a time, the fingers tremble, you would look at them, as if thinking the fingers were in pain, perhaps they were, the pain was yearn to compose words which couldn’t be uttered from the lips.
Twinkles, the eyes, you would have never have thought, eyes were able to speak, maybe they could. Often people say lovers can speak without words, maybe so. These eyes flashed at times, possibly from that which is hurling inside their hearts, but that which couldn’t be brought out in the open.
Crazy right?
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