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the beginning.

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you make the waters glisten
like tiny diamonds half molten and trickling
i see the same gleam in your eyes
even in the darkness
they shine

and your simple voice
so suave over the phone
rings like a soft drum beat
as you pluck the lightest tune on my heartstrings
yet now it's still reverberating
despite you being elsewhere

those light fingers of yours
tracing lines down my arms-
a ballerina's dance
prickling the nerves under my skin;
a gentle tap dancer across my lips

do you believe in love
the same way i do?

keep the words unspoken;
love's too special to be rusted by
our imperfections
and maybe for once
this rainbow you've painted across my sky
might stay
'at the touch of love, everyone becomes a poet' plato
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TheDownpour's avatar
Lovely imagery, especially "like tiny diamonds half molten and trickling" and "as you pluck the lightest tune on my heartstrings". Beautiful