In silence, woven threads are spun,
Unseen, unheard, yet never done.
A glance, a smile, a fleeting touch,
In quiet moments, meaning much.
No words are needed to convey
The thoughts that in our hearts do sway.
In shadows cast by setting sun,
Unspoken bonds, forever one.
A heartbeat's rhythm, steady, true,
The silent language, me and you.
Through storm and calm, through night and day,
In whispered winds, we find our way.
No need for speech to understand,
The depth of love that guides our hand.
In stillness, where our spirits blend,
Unspoken bonds that never end.
A simple nod, a knowing glance,
In quiet grace, our souls do dance.
Together, yet alone we stand,
Bound by threads of the unseen hand.
In laughter's echo, tear's descent,
Our hearts' true language, eloquent.
No spoken words can quite express,
The silent strength of our caress.
In every breath, in every sigh,
In the soft gleam of your eye,
Unspoken bonds, they gently tie,
Our hearts together, you and I.
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Ransford Anokye-Minta
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