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Let me Whisper sweet lovely things
Come close to this heart and Shh
I will whisper sweet lovely things
Try to touch this soul and you will feel its innocence
Hidden deep within the chambers of this heart lies a secret
It is defined by its holiness, as pure as a lily and trustworthy like a faith
Yes, blessed was the day I fell in your love
Folly like a ludicrous naughty child my heart goes out for you
Beating like the delightful fluttering of a bird
Eager to tell the soul that yes I have found your partner
When I met you, it was no happenstance, but everything was planned
That meeting, that talks, for way before that night, my soul chooses you As his partner of all the lives,
and it was restless to make you as mine
For even if by perchance upon going to sleep I would wake up with your charming dreams
And one day under a white crescent moon
I finally got the chance to express my love towards you
wafting like two angles free of any worry We were dancing on the shore, near a sea
That hand was in my hand and the body was close
Ohh, how can i forget that lovely night, How beautiful were you looking, with that tremendous smile
But there's more to come, all the things that I never got the chance to tell
So I have written a song for you, containing all of the emotions
That are in the heart but too pure to be uttered by lips
So perfect that none of the languages can contain them
That song contains the story of my whole life
If written, none of the papers will have the power to keep them
If spoken, the heavens will crumble And one day,
you will hear that song with your name
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I wrote this piece 3 years ago in my O levels and is still the favorite one of mine