the eyes of beauty, love takes flight,
A symphony of colors, pure and bright.
It dances in hues of azure and gold,
In every sunset, its story is told.

Love exists in the whisper of the breeze,
In the rustle of leaves, beneath towering trees. It's woven in petals of a delicate rose,
And in the river's embrace, as it gently flows.

the eyes of a lover, it finds its home,
A reflection of passion, where hearts roam.
It's in the tender gaze, so soft and true,
Where souls intertwine, forever anew.

In Love and laughter, carefree and wild,
Love blossoms freely, unrestrained and styled. It's the melody of life, in every song,
In the embrace of belonging, where we all belong. So love in its purest form,

In the beauty of the world, amidst the storm. For in its essence, we find our grace,
In the boundless depths of its embrace.
We chase Everlasting love in it's truest form,
Behind the eye's of beauty, the story is told.

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