Male and Female
''He, a Storm with a Tempest's Might''
By AbbasPublished about a year ago • 1 min read
Photo by Urban Vintage on Unsplash
In the dance of day and night, they meet,
She, a dawn with a gentle light.
His voice, a thunder rolling through the sky,
Her laughter, a breeze as soft as a sigh.
Together, they weave a tapestry so grand,
With threads of passion, hand in hand.
He’s the mountain, steadfast and strong,
She’s the river, flowing along.
In their union, strength and grace entwine,
Two halves of a whole, so pure, divine.
They share a world of dreams and fears,
In moments bright and quiet tears.
In every heartbeat, every glance,
They find a love that makes them dance.
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Abbas
Versatile writer skilled in both tale & stories. Captivate readers with engaging content & immersive narratives. Passionate about informing, inspiring, & entertaining through words.
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