And sound.
A beat and a splash
And maybe a a few strokes.
I will love you
With Songs and their drums,
Thier beats and thier verses,
And hope to have you dancing to this symphony of prose
I will love you
With my pen and my thoughts
A blend of raging scribble and
Broken nibs..
Nothing scrunched up or thrown away
All I feel etched in ink..
I will love with my spirit and my soul,
Coz my mind is already sold,
Letting each tenticle of my life
unwind from protecting my heart
And hand it over to you.
Bare raw and pulsating.
I will love like this cliche verse,
With screams from mountain tops
Ocean depths and airless space.
Making "to the Moon and Back"
A stone throw away.
And my "I love you" the only words I can say.
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