Whispers of Love"
Journey of Two Souls: From Words to Passion"
In love, we talk in whispers, far away,
Where words like butterflies in flight take wing,
In love, there's closeness in the light of day,
The hand-and-mouth, a dance of hearts does sing.
When these two stages merge, love finds its way,
A union strong, where two souls intertwine,
And in the name of love, in sweet array,
They make love's peaceful magic, so divine.
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Loved it! keep up the good work!
Such a beautiful and lovely poem! So wonderful!