
In quiet times, as day meets night,
Two hearts find love, pure and bright.
Eyes lock, and souls feel a strong connection,
In each sweet touch, we find perfection.
Walking together, through life's grand show,
Each soft word spoken, our love starts to grow.
While the world keeps spinning, our time feels frozen,
In silent promises, our love is chosen.
Connected by dreams, shared in the dark,
Two hearts on fire, love leaves its mark.
The brush of a hand, a gaze that holds,
In this dance of love, a tale unfolds.
Love isn't counted by how many years,
But by the precious moments, that wipe away tears.


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