In the realm where whispers dance with dawn,
Where hearts, like blooming roses, are drawn,
Love emerges, a silent, tender pawn,
In the grand tapestry of life, a thread worn.
It pirouettes on moonlit beams,
Sings in the symphony of our dreams,
A force as ancient as the stars,
Guiding us through life's tumultuous streams.
Love is the melody in a mother's sigh,
The warmth in a lover's tender eye,
The whispered promise of a lullaby,
The fiery spark that makes us try.
It's in the touch that soothes our fears,
The silent tears that speak of years,
Of joy, of pain, of laughter, tears,
A bond that time will never sever.
It's the color that ignites our soul,
The gentle nudge that makes us whole,
The light that guides us to our goal,
The magic that makes hearts grow.
In the canvas of the universe, love is the brush,
Painting moments of warmth, tender as a blush,
It's the rhythm of the earth, the hush of a dove,
The silent whisper that says, "I've found you."
From the vastness of the skies above,
To the depths of the sea's blue love,
It flows like the river's shove,
A dance only hearts can truly groove.
In every heartbeat's tender throb,
In every smile, every heartfelt sob,
Love is the pulse that makes us throb,
The secret to the human job.
It's the fire in a poet's quest,
The muse that makes our souls jest,
The reason why our hearts digest,
The very essence of the best.
For love is the invisible thread,
That weaves through the tapestry of the dead,
Binding hearts, both living and shed,
A promise that will never be threadbare.
In the grand theater of existence, love takes the stage,
With every act, every page,
It teaches us to engage,
In the dance of life, an endless rage.
So let us cherish, let us share,
This precious gift beyond compare,
Let it fill the empty air,
And together, let's declare.
For love is not just a word, but a flame,
That burns within us, untamed,
It's the essence of life's sweet game,
The reason we are not the same.
Embrace it with all your might,
Hold on through the darkest night,
Let it guide you with all its light,
For love will never leave your sight.
In the grand tapestry of life, let it be the theme,
The color that brings out the extreme,
The symphony that plays our dream,
The eternal, unseen extreme.
Let us celebrate this silent scream,
This invisible, healing beam,
That makes the world a brighter team,
Love, forever and ever supreme.
