In the tranquil murmur of a delicate breeze,
Love starts its ageless bother.
A delicate touch, a transitory look,
Two spirits brought into a dance.
Through twilight evenings and sunlit days,
In affection's hug, the heart influences.
Like waterways converging into the ocean,
Love streams endless, wild, and free.
It talks peacefully, takes in light,
A flash that turns the haziest evening.
With each beat, it tracks down its direction,
A compass directing evening and day.
However tempests might come, and shadows fall,
Love remains steadfast, it overcomes all.
In each tear, in each grin,
Love perseveres through the longest mile.
For affection isn't simply tissue and bone,
Be that as it may, where hearts view as home.
In each second, every opportunity,
We live infatuated's timeless dance.
About the Creator
Nadia Tasnim
I am a professional worker. I love reading books. Writing is my hobby. I am a very simple person as well. I will be very grateful to you if you read my writing. Thank you.
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