The Dove Love
With a garden bathed with moonlight, Gentle murmurs drift across the nighttime wind, A graceful dove lands and fills, The gentle sounds of love fill the night.
With a garden bathed with moonlight,
Gentle murmurs drift across the nighttime wind,
A graceful dove lands and fills,
The gentle sounds of love fill the night.
Soft wings that reach the heavens, white feathers as pristine as snow
Love's beauty flows in its flight.
mirroring the profundity of tender gaze.
It connects previously separated souls
With the purest light by carrying whispers of the heart
Through the vast and silent night.
Dreams take off with every flutter.
Gentle sighs that create a charming melody,
Hearts connect in the embrace of the dove.
Joy in the arena of love.
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It was super felt. Well done.