Language of love

Koshal Verma

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Language of love

The language of love is one of the sweetest sounds,

It speaks to the heart and it knows no bounds.

It whispers in the ear and it sings in the soul,

It's the language that makes us feel whole.

It's the language of touch, of a gentle embrace,

Of two hearts beating as one in the same place.

It's the language of eyes, of a lingering stare,

Of a glance that says more than words could ever dare.

It's the language of laughter, of a shared joke,

Of a moment that makes our spirits evoke.

It's the language of tears, of a heartfelt cry,

Of a pain that we share and can't deny.

It's the language of silence, of a quiet peace,

Of a moment that lets our worries cease.

It's the language of words, of a whispered vow,

Of a promise that we'll keep forever somehow.

It's the language of passion, of a fiery desire,

Of a flame that burns with an intense fire.

It's the language of tenderness, of a gentle touch,

Of a love that we cherish and never clutch.

The language of love is a beautiful thing,

It's what makes our hearts dance and sing.

It's a language that needs no translation,

For it speaks to every nation.

So let us speak this language with all our might,

And let it guide us through every night.

For in the language of love, we'll find our way,

To a brighter tomorrow and a happier day.