Speak To Me
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Speak to me in unveiled language
Be expressive like a gust of breeze
as it talks to the trees
Be vocal like the falling rain
as it shares its heart with the land
Love longs for words
for confessions, for vows
Love demands the coherence
and candor of the sea
beneath a full moon
Love longs to hear
Love longs to speak
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