A Love Letter

June 28, 2012
Your eyes
They say everything
They pierce my heart with a sword when you look at me
And then I feel something rise to my lips
It is not blood
It is not a scream of pain
It is "I love you"

I giggle when you speak to me
My worries dissolve when you reassure
Your admiration of me
My name sounds like the gentle major chord of a piano
When you say it
It becomes a sweet, pleasant harmony to the baritone of your own voice

I will not sit here any longer
And bore you with this love letter
Because words would never be enough

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