In the quiet of the night,
love whispers low,
A gentle touch, a tender glow.
Hearts entwined, a dance so sweet,
In love’s embrace, we find our beat.
Through storm and calm, love stands tall,
A beacon bright, guiding us all.
With every smile, and every tear,
Love’s eternal, always near.
The nights are fun.
By deluxethewriter
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