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LOVE HAS NO TONGUE
I wish...
for love to come...
The depths of your beauty
becomes my retreat.
And going there...
I forget everything...
frightened
sweating from this fire
that could burn me to ashes.
I wish...
for love to come....
But in your eyes
refusal I see.
No feelings of love
Only bitter contempt.
My words become frozen...
And I remain speechless...
because this love has no tongue
with which to speak.
I wish...
for love to come...
The depths of your beauty
becomes my retreat.
And going there...
I forget everything...
frightened
sweating from this fire
that could burn me to ashes.
I wish...
for love to come....
But in your eyes
refusal I see.
No feelings of love
Only bitter contempt.
My words become frozen...
And I remain speechless...
because this love has no tongue
with which to speak.
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