your hands spoke to me last night
they told me tales of sorrow
strong and supportive
gentle and in search
they seek out for trust
in the dark
your eyes spoke to me last night
they showed me a longing for tomorrow
full and bright
caught and in plight
they seek out for love
in the dark
your lips spoke to me last night
they whispered a silent promise
afraid and alone
kind and untold
they seek out for me
in the dark
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