"Languages"
When words are trapped inside
begging to be free,
your body is the language that I speak.
When tears do more than cry,
when smiles show more than glee,
your body is the language that I speak.
When shivers down your spine
await for ecstasy,
your body is the language that I speak
When we not need a word
and both our hearts are synced,
love will be the language that we speak.
The languages we speak...
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