In the language of my heart,
How could you ever understand?
The world that brews within me
Of feelings sublime and grand
How when you have yet to smell your hearts jasmine
Or watch the summer part its solemn peace?
How could you ever understand?
The melody that plays within,
Strumming the harp of my heart
Silhouettes of tender memories
Racing past my breathes,
Forever singing our words,
In the language of my heart.
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2 comments:
love the expression 'racing past my breathes'
T.T
"In the language of my heart", beautiful language hah, but seems to always have a sad tone..always!..and the sadder it gets the prettier it sounds..
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