Love Language Cross
When 2 lovers connect with language
By The Kind QuillPublished 2 years ago • 1 min read
Photo by Hannah Wright on Unsplash
He speaks in French, slow and sweet,
Each word a rhythm, hearts in beat.
I crave his voice, not just his touch,
For love like ours, words mean much.
He brings me tacos, warm, divine,
No thought left to decline
Says, Te quiero, eyes meet mine.
Language fades—our love aligns.
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