Love languages

Even if a lion had words
We would not have a clue
What he'd say
Lives separated
By fate

A multitude of meaning
To relay
If only love
Made a way

Hopping islands
Walking wilderness
Feeding favourites
Meeting tribe
Soaking memories
Sitting silence
Staring sunrise

Words are limiting
Pain fades with time
Feelings too real
To describe
Love language
Of mine

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