Silence in solitude, yet our eyes are speaking
Shadows dance where candles burn
Quiet thoughts are screaming but untold
Quaint smiles can tell a story, oh how I love your lips
You speak without speaking, only a poet can understand
Hiding words in full sentences
You are my secrets, behind my confusion
Breathe
I never knew love could feel this soft
Breaking my fall with ease
Looking back at the subtle storm that was me
I walked in darkness
He is light, he is mine
I am in love
I live for these moments...
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About the Creator
Lorenza Ornelaz
I am a hopeless romantic with a dirty mind who loves to laugh! I write to escape the chaotic reality of this world.
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