Verse 1:
The language of love is soft and warm,
Whispered on lips, felt in the heart's storm.
A symphony of emotions, pure and true,
A melody that will forever ensue.
Verse 2:
It speaks of the beauty of life,
Of laughter and hope, free of strife.
A bond that endures through time,
A love that remains in its prime.
Chorus:
The language of love is a gentle rhyme,
Etched in the heart, for all of time.
It sings of the joy and the peace we find,
In each other's arms, a love so kind.
Verse 3:
It whispers of passion, of dreams come true,
Of moments shared, just me and you.
It speaks of a love that knows no bounds,
A love that always surrounds.
Chorus:
The language of love is a gentle rhyme,
Etched in the heart, for all of time.
It sings of the joy and the peace we find,
In each other's arms, a love so kind.
About the Creator
karthik k
Welcome to my page! I am a passionate poet and storyteller, Whether I'm exploring themes of love, loss, or simply the beauty of the world around us, my work is always honest, evocative. Let's journey together through the power of poetry!
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