(PART 15) THE WHISPERS OF LOVE AND POETIC YEARNINGS

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Amorous affairs shrouded in secrecy,

Love's whispers, a silent symphony.

Our hero strays in the labyrinth of desire,

Captivated by a girl, his heart set afire.

Saturday night at the Spiritual Help Center,

Navi awaits Alexey, their paths to finally enter.

To honor their trust, a genuine cause he claims,

Not one to neglect friendship's sacred aims.

Konstantin, after conversing with Navi's voice,

Awakens early, with a mission, his heart rejoiced.

In search of flowers, his footsteps fleet,

To surprise Eve, a gesture so sweet.

In the elevator, he meets Lekha in haste,

On urgent business, he speeds with no time to waste.

Down the fire escape, a song he invents,

A melody that later to Eve he presents.

"Enough for you, Eve, enough," he sings,

While ships stand still, their longing it brings.

One white vessel, the other a shade of blue,

Two sailors, bound by love so true.

With ease, Konstantin weaves his poetic spell,

Crafting verses for Eve, when Brussels does compel.

"I miss her footprints in the sand," he yearns,

Longing for Rome, where spring's passion returns.

Her eyes, a soft gray like clouds above,

Lips sweet as sugar, a taste of love.

Her heart, her hair, a divine affair,

More melodious than bird songs in the air.

Unleash your boundless flight of fantasy,

Verse penned upon the canvas so free.

She, your dream tonight, beyond compare,

In the morning, rush to her, for she'll be there.

Her smile awaits at the doorstep's embrace,

Today, she's your bride, tomorrow, one family's grace.

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