Whispers of Fate

In realms unseen, where fates conspire,

A love awaits, with a burning fire,

Two souls unbound, yet deeply entwined,

Their destinies poised to be aligned.

In dreams yet unformed, they find their way,

In whispers of night, where heartbeats sway,

Each step they take, a delicate dance,

In a realm where serendipity enchants.

Their love, a canvas, awaiting brushstrokes,

A masterpiece woven with whispered hopes,

Through cosmic whispers and moonlit sighs,

Their souls harmonize, as love implies.

In moonlit meadows, their love shall bloom,

Bathed in starlight's kiss, dispelling gloom,

A love that transcends, like eternal tide,

With passion and tenderness, side by side.

Though they may wander, in separate lands,

United by love, held in gentle hands,

Their connection persists, unyielding, strong,

A love that endures, against all wrongs.

So let the universe conspire and consign,

Their love to intertwine, to sweetly align,

For in the realm of love, miracles abide,

And truest love emerges, where dreams coincide.