In a world where shadows often dwell,
Where loneliness weaves its intricate spell,
There exists a gem, so precious, so fair,
A wondrous essence, love, so rare.
Love, the celestial fire that ignites,
A symphony of hearts, soaring to great heights,
It knows no boundaries, no bounds to confine,
A force that transcends, the divine intertwine.
Love is the gentle touch, a tender caress,
A language unspoken, yet we all confess,
It blooms in hearts, like a radiant flower,
Embracing souls in its enchanting power.
It dances on moonbeams, on whispered sighs,
In stolen glances and starlit skies,
It paints the world with hues unseen,
Transforming lives, like a timeless dream.
Love is the melody that sings in the air,
A lullaby of passion, beyond compare,
It weaves two souls, entwined as one,
A tapestry of emotions, never undone.
Yet love is rare, a treasure so few find,
It's a delicate dance, with fate intertwined,
But when it graces our lives, in its tender embrace,
We discover a beauty, that time cannot erase.
So cherish love, when it finds its way,
For it's a gift, to treasure each day,
Embrace its magic, its joy and its pain,
For love, my dear, is life's greatest gain.
