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In the realm of emotions, we find
A muse, a heart, a love so kind,
Their eyes, a window to their soul,
A story waiting to be told.
A glance, a whisper, a gentle touch,
These moments we hold so much,
For in them lies a world unseen,
A connection, love serene.
The curves and lines of their face,
A canvas for our words to trace,
Each line, each feature, a verse,
A tribute to their worth.
In the quiet of the night,
We craft sonnets, words of light,
Dreaming of the days ahead,
Where love's sweet melody is spread.
Oh, to paint a world with words,
A love so pure, so unheard,
A future where two hearts entwine,
A bond that time cannot decline.
And so, we write, we dream, we hope,
Our love, a flame that never stops,
For in the depths of our emotions,
We find the power of love's devotion.
© प्रियंका
A muse, a heart, a love so kind,
Their eyes, a window to their soul,
A story waiting to be told.
A glance, a whisper, a gentle touch,
These moments we hold so much,
For in them lies a world unseen,
A connection, love serene.
The curves and lines of their face,
A canvas for our words to trace,
Each line, each feature, a verse,
A tribute to their worth.
In the quiet of the night,
We craft sonnets, words of light,
Dreaming of the days ahead,
Where love's sweet melody is spread.
Oh, to paint a world with words,
A love so pure, so unheard,
A future where two hearts entwine,
A bond that time cannot decline.
And so, we write, we dream, we hope,
Our love, a flame that never stops,
For in the depths of our emotions,
We find the power of love's devotion.
© प्रियंका
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