Silence

You present me the wildest lullaby when you touch my lips with yours.

You taste me as if you’re licking a small sip of most precious wine,

As we stopped talking, your palm is up above mine,

When I was there at my phone rehearsal, I was wondering if you could hear nothingness and somehow understand my words.

While I was there at the phone rehearsal, it mesmerized me that you thought there still be word we can exchange.

 

 

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