Love is a language, it speaks in many signs, but all carries the same meaning
1-4-3
If love is not a language,
Then I don’t know what we speak.
If it’s not each other we are looking for,
Then I don’t know what we seek.
Why bother breathing if I can’t have you.
Why bother sleeping, if you are not by my side.
Why bother dreaming, if it’s not about you.
Why bother living if you are not with me.
Words can’t express how much you mean to me.
Tales can’t tell, the extent of our love.
Mountains don’t give enough height to my craziness for you.
Rivers can’t amount to the tear I shed, when you became mine.
So, if staring at you while you sleep
Or, holding your hand while we walk
Or even, kissing your lips when we meet,
Doesn’t speak enough of how I feel.
I hope your hand on my beating heart explains it all,
How I feel when we touch.
It beats 1-4-3… I LOVE YOU!
Igwemoh Favour
Arty's Publishing
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