When the Quiet Heart Talks…

Wild heart burning so greatly,
Melts Whispery Winter into a loud Summer,
I Jump to the boat of love,
And you are sitting in front of me,
Heavenly, heavenly are your eyes,
The Summer calms,
The winter whisks away,
There is only spring,
Only spring, only spring
But the boat is still there,
I am still there
You’re still there
Your smile, Your Hair
Your Hands, Your Legs,
Your Eyes, Your Eyes,
So heavenly, so heavenly.

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