Maybe you are the melody
That makes music of my words
Or maybe you became a heartbeat
In my hand, waiting to skip
And oh, how my heart skipped
How it jumped for joy, for you
Maybe you were the beauty
Into which I was afraid to fall
But I fell
And the heights of my fall
Often scare me
Until your kisses reassure me,
Your kisses are my wings
And this city reminds me
What emptiness is,
What a whisper love often is,
Maybe you are the amnesia
That helps me forget
Maybe these words don’t even begin,
To describe you
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