by Elisa
The words on your lips
That fall off in a sweet melody
Envelope me in a trance
Only broken when we are together
I long for the song to rip through the silent air
Like an apple on a tree
Hiding out behind the leaves
I want its sweet lull to carry me
I was difficult to reach
Fill me up with something greater than I am
But, you picked me
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