In harvest time's delicate, brilliant hug we find,
An adoration that is profound, similar to leaves in the breeze.
The trees, they shed their dynamic clothing,
As we, in one another's arms, plan.
The air is fresh, with a sprinkle of chill,
In any case, our hearts are warm, and time stops.
Underneath the golden shade, we walk,
Inseparably, where love's mysteries unfurl.
The stirring leaves, a delicate song,
As we murmur guarantees in the tranquil meadow.
In the delicate sparkle of the sunset,
Our adoration, similar to pre-winter, has quite recently started.
As tones blur and the world becomes dark,
Our adoration, similar to a fire, will light the way.
For in harvest time's wonder, we've tracked down our fortune,
An adoration that sprouts in this time of relaxation.
Thus, we should relish this pre-winter love so sweet,
As we walk together on affection's perpetual road.
Through each season, we'll stand one next to the other,
In pre-winter's adoration, our hearts will perpetually dwell.
About the Creator
Samar Javaid
Good day. My name is Samar, throughout my career, I had the privilege of working on diverse projects that have honed my expertise .I'm a writer with a passion for highly visual and quietly subversive literature.
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