In the whispers of time, a longing brews,
Once, our paths entwined, dreams we'd choose.
Eyes that held stories, untold and deep,
A silent promise, our hearts would keep.
Through the dance of stars, fate's gentle cue,
Once I would like to meet you.
Sunsets painted in hues of warm delight,
Love's canvas, pure and shining bright.
As petals unfold, secrets softly speak,
In your presence, emotions peak.
A simple wish, like morning dew,
Once I would like to meet you.
In the tapestry of life, our threads align,
A connection timeless, love's design.
Soft whispers echo, a sweet rendezvous,
Once I would like to meet you.
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Will they meet, and is it AGAIN? Beautiful.