I’ve never known love
Grace, I showed
Intelligence, I possessed
Attention, I did not lack
With a man always at my back
Countless hearts, I used
Until they bruised
Meticulously, I dwindled men
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The magic of our love,
Is a force that never fades,
As we journey together,
On paths that love has made.
With the wonder in your touch,
And the sparkle in your eyes,
I am lost in the magic,
Of the love that never dies.
......
Happy moments bloom
ever in full beauty,
like a delicate flower
wafting sweet fragrance
of pleasing felicity,
of cherished longings.
Some time later
they grow red and pale,
all fade and wither
as the leaves, dried
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Our love is like a symphony,
A melody so sweet,
That fills my heart with joy,
And makes my soul complete.
With the rhythm of our hearts,
And the harmony of our souls,
We create a love so beautiful,
That it never grows old.
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The bliss of our love,
Is a feeling beyond compare,
As we journey together,
With hearts that love will always spare.
With the tenderness of your embrace,
And the serenity in your eyes,
I am lost in the bliss,
Of the love that never dies.
......
It begins in silence,
in the pause between waking and remembering,
where the ceiling holds no answers
and the light feels thinner than it should.
You rise because the world asks you to,
not because it ever explains why.
There are dishes in the sink,
emails unopened,
a door you close behind you
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Ik wou je ontmoeten
toen het ontmoeten
onmogelijk bleek te zijn.
De afstand tussen ons
was niet te meten in stappen,
maar in stilte,
in het niet kunnen zeggen
wat zo diep vanbinnen leefde.
......
Because of you
I have loved-
not just in silence or longing,
but in ways that changed
the shape of my days.
Because of you
I have felt
what words alone can't describe.
Something deeper than language,
......
The wind drifts through the valley
as if I were never carved from dust.
It brushes past my shoulders
like I am a tree it's already passed
a thousand times.
Once,I believed it whispered
in the syllables of my breath,
a companion that knew my edges-
now,it scatters my shadow
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The colour I always picked was you,
Making everything gorgeous—
that's your hue
That was consuming fast.
In my book, you,
the colour which dominates the vast.
Never knew,
the ink was getting low and low,
The marker was getting faint and slow.
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