I have fallen in love with your words.
I clutched at them with grasping hands,
And hung on their every syllable,
Like honey about to drip from a spoon.
I then saw your face,
And felt your eyes looking into mine.
Your love penetrated my heart
And I knew that I had never really been loved before.
You spoke the words out loud,
And I heard them the first time from your very lips.
A little part of my soul cried,
For it had never been touched like this.
And now I wait for your arms to encircle me
As I count the days away until the distance between us
Is but a breath,
Or a glance across a room.
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