"Darling," your voice, like a melody's grace,
A word so sweet, on my heart it would trace.
Love's rhythm, a dance, in each tender embrace,
"Darling," a whisper, our souls would chase.
Sweetheart, my endearing term for you,
A name that spoke of love, so true.
If I could rewind to where our love grew,
Sweetheart, I'd start anew, just me and you.
In the beginning, our eyes locked in fate, Conversations flowed, love couldn't wait.
A mad love's rush, no words could abate,
Sweetheart, how I yearn for that first date.
Words to tell you, they're locked within,
A river of emotions, a cascade of sin.
Ink may run dry, but love's a constant within,
Darling and Sweetheart, a love that's been.
-Snowflake-
