Heartfelt Echoes
An Original Ode to Love's Timeless Symphony
In the language of the heart, a tale unfolds,
Where love's narrative, a timeless story holds.
No borrowed words, no echoes from the past,
Just an original symphony, destined to last.
In the garden of emotions, passion blooms,
A dance of feelings, like sweet perfumed plumes.
No shadows cast from others' fleeting rhymes,
Just verses pure, written in our own times.
Eyes meet, a poetry of glances unspoken,
In the silence, promises, quietly token.
No phrases lifted from another's verse,
Just heartfelt whispers, a universe.
Through the seasons of affection, we stride,
In love's embrace, where hearts coincide.
No mimicry of sonnets from days of yore,
Just our own sonnet, forevermore.
So, here's a poem, genuine and true,
No borrowed lines, only for me and you.
In the realm of love, where our hearts explore,
An original tale, forever to adore.
- Addison Smith
About the Creator
Addison Smith
Hi, I am Addison, a professional cleaner and a part-time writer. Since my school days, I have been so focused on cleaning anything and everything that I made a career out of it, currently working with logan bond cleaning.
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