#WritcoPoemPrompt70
You took my pulse without ever touching me,
Like honey and flowers, you were my bumble-bee You danced through my thoughts with delicate grace,
A whispered melody, a tender embrace.
Invisible threads spun between our souls,
A symphony of emotions, where love unfolds.

Your presence, a medicine, a soothing balm,
Healing wounds unseen, bringing me calm.
Words unspoken, yet our hearts would speak,
In the language of love, unique and sleek.
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