POEM OF LOVE

In the realm where moonlight weaves its tender glow,

A symphony of hearts in rhythmic ebb and flow.

Love, a melody in the soul's soft refrain,

A dance of passion, a sweet, enduring strain.

Through the tapestry of time, its threads entwine,

A canvas painted with hues divine.

Ephemeral whispers, a language so profound,

In love's embrace, a sanctuary found.

In dawn's first light or twilight's gentle kiss,

Love weaves its magic, an eternal bliss.

A sunlit touch, a starry gaze,

Ignites the soul in love's endless maze.

In laughter's echo and tear-stained grace,

Love wears many masks, a timeless embrace.

It's the tender sighs on a summer breeze,

A whispered promise among autumn trees.

Love, the architect of dreams untold,

Builds bridges of silver and castles of gold.

In the silence between words unspoken,

A love's legacy, forever unbroken.

A dance of souls in the soft moon's glow,

Love's journey, an eon's ebb and flow.

Through valleys of joy and mountains of woe,

Love endures, an undying, sacred glow.

In the heart's cathedral, where emotions soar,

Love etches tales, forevermore.

A sonnet written in a lover's gaze,

A masterpiece painted in love's endless maze.

So let love be the compass that guides the way,

In the darkest night and the brightest day.

For in the tapestry of life we weave,

Love is the thread that helps us believe.