This love isn't familiar with faces.
This love is rather familiar with the rhythm of heart.
This love is rather familiar with the beats of heart.
This love is rather familiar with the way the heart dances with the person's arrival.
This love is rather familiar with the way the ears heard the sounds of heart.
This love is rather familiar with the way the mind goes numb following subconsciously the path towards that one person.
This love is familiar with the way the eyes turn blind themselves for everyone accept that one person.
This love is familiar with the way the ears draw their curtains for everyone to hear that one voice.
This love is familiar with the way that energy and aura attracts it.
This love is rather familiar with the way that face gleamed in darkness providing the serenity of heart.
This love isn't familiar with faces.
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