Read Me.

There may be twist of smile there

My hands my hold yours

My eyes my stare to yours

But Dear,

Who dares to gaze the heart?

Who able to read what's on mind?

Lips may tell lies

But not mine, when it's you who listen

That's me.

You?

What do you see?

Say.

Me?

Can you see how I care?

And,

Love?

5/8 2008; 1:25 PM
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