In the realm of beauty, oh world so fair,
Its allure gracing the edge of the gaze's lair.
Zephyr, oh zephyr, with tender embrace,
Soft breezes that tenderly care for my grace.

Melodious, oh melodious birdsong's plea,
Its tunes heed my ears, a sweet melody.
Water meanders from mountains to sea,
Clouds drift across the vast sky's decree.

Longing, oh yearning, my dearest, mine,
Unfeigned, within my chest, does it twine.

To belong, to feel understood's sweet art,
The joy of having a lover, a cherished part.
A smile, concealed in a smile's gentle hue,
The joy of feeling, touched with touch, true.

Far away, I long; near, I embrace,
The excitement of love for artists, in grace.
In the rain, poems are etched with care,
In silence, songs are hummed in the air.

The long dim shadows,
Of surrounding trees.
The hooting sound of an owl,
With enchanting whispers of the breeze.

Moon and stars, a pairing divine,
Night unfolds a love story, so fine.
Day witnesses the heart's rhythmic rhyme.

#WritcoPoemPrompt119
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