We’ll find ways to fill the empty.
You came, because you want me alone.
Desire showed you my face.
Still, attraction brings us closer than any steps we’ve taken.
Quiet, I can hear everything you wish I’d say.
Only promises made in silence can last.
We’ll find ways to fill the empty.
Words don’t stand a chance against our lips.
You’re not a secret anymore.
I’ve been searching for threads of you in my very fabric.
Your ways layered over my history & made me feel anew.
You’ll feel in new ways as long as you’re in my possession.
Show me how you move & I’ll show you who you are.
Words don’t stand a chance between our bodies.
Our long lost love starved tendencies crossed over parallel lines to redefine where we fit in.
While the world keeps moving, we stopped to see each other, deeply.
With our lips pressed upon destiny, we found peace in this moment & the next.
We can do whatever we want, as long as we have the heart.
We’ll find ways to fill the empty.
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