Love, a tapestry woven with gentle care,
A symphony of emotions, beyond compare.
It blooms in hearts, a radiant flame,
A melody of passion, without a name.

Love is the sunrise, painting the sky,
A soft caress, a gentle sigh.
It's the moon's embrace on a starlit night,
Guiding souls through darkness, with pure light.

Love is the laughter that dances on lips,
A tender touch, a sweet eclipse.
It's the warmth of a hug, a comforting embrace,
A refuge from sorrow, a sacred space.

Love whispers softly, in unspoken words,
It's the song of the soul, where hearts are heard.
It heals the wounds, that life may impart,
Binding broken pieces, stitching them with art.

Love is the sacrifice, a selfless act,
A river that flows, and never retract.
It's the strength to forgive, to let go of pain,
To build bridges of understanding, and mend every strain.

Love is the bond that unites us all,
Through highs and lows, it will never fall.
It's the essence of life, the reason we live,
A gift to cherish, to embrace and give

© lizzz