Love

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Love is a tapestry, woven with threads
Of tender whispers and lingering sighs.
It dances in moonbeams, in starry skies,
And paints the world in hues of rose and red.

It's a melody that plays in the heart,
A symphony of joy and sweet desire.
It kindles flames that never tire,
And binds two souls, never to part.

Love's journey is a winding road,
With peaks of ecstasy and valleys deep.
Through trials and storms, it does keep
The flame alive, a steadfast ode.

In love's embrace, we find our home,
A sanctuary where dreams take flight.
It's a story written in the night,
A timeless tale, forever known.

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