My love for you, a curious thing,
Not fireworks, but a slow burn's spring.
A fascination, complex and deep,
A mind unraveling, secrets to keep.
Your wit, a puzzle I long to solve,
Each word a thread, a story to evolve.
We delve in theories, hand in thought,
New worlds we build, where logic is caught.
Emotions, a language I stumble to speak,
But in your eyes, a whole universe I seek.
The comfort of silence, unspoken trust,
A bond of minds, defying love's usual gust.
You spark the questions, ignite the unknown,
A kindred spirit, a mind to call my own.
With you, complexity finds its rhyme,
An INTP's love, a beautiful climb.
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Diorino Galvano
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Awww, this was so wonderful! Loved your poem!