There’s a girl and a boy laying side by side
He touches her hand, she smiles
His warmth makes her feel alive
She squeezes his hand, fingers interlocking
No words are spoken
There is nothing to say
He touches her hair, it smells so sweet
She looks at him, he smiles
The language of love is simple the touch, the smile, the look.
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Love is beautiful when its so simple with no strings, no strain.