a sonnet for my love

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In timeless chambers of hearts intertwined,
Where love takes root, a classic tale retold.
By Fate's own hand, two souls in union bind,
In silent whispers, love's great truths unfold.

Eyes meet with recognition from a dream,
Across a crowded space, two hearts converse.
At first glance, strange, yet familiar it may seem,
As if two halves unite to form a verse.

Through laughter, tears, in each shared embrace,
An intimacy, profound, beyond compare.
In this love, a sanctified space,
Encompassing wonders, both raw and rare.

Thus, in the soft, sweet dance of destined fate,
Two kindred spirits find their soulmate.

- Sab ♡

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