Utter quitely as 1 may hear a heart beat
Let not the words slip off from those lips of yours
As the secrets will reveal
Speak the words in a tale of 2 essence
That the Beats request those eyes to repeat your soft words again
1 may only feel your words with sense of the air around you
And Let our breath not be heard by the world around us
Get closer that even the distance may not part us
And be lost in ourselves with a space for shyness
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