The World Wouldn't Exist

In twilight's tender grasp, dreams take flight,

Whispers of stardust, painting the night.

A symphony of silence, a dance of the heart,

Where souls find solace, never to part.

Mountains may crumble, oceans may cease,

Yet love's flame shall burn, never to decrease.

Through trials and tempests, it stands strong,

A melody of hope, an eternal song.

In laughter, in tears, in moments untold,

Life's tapestry woven, a story to be told.

Each heartbeat, a stanza, each breath, a rhyme,

In the grand epic of time.

So cherish each instant, let gratitude bloom,

For life is a treasure, a delicate plume.

Embrace every sunrise, bid the day a sweet kiss,

For in every heartbeat, exists boundless bliss.