I could write a million of songs
But it still wouldn't be enough
To tell you
The gravity of
My melodic emotions.
Every line.
Every note.
Every word.
They won't suffice.
But still,
I cannot stop myself from silently
Singing songs of infatuation
To you.
- bee.
YOU ARE READING
Heart Strings
PoetryPoetry and prose about every little thing in love: The good. The bad. The sweet. The bitter. Cover by: @delinxent
