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Speak to you through my lyrics and you hear me through my poem,
A melody of words, where my heart has freely roamed.
In verses soft and gentle, a tale of love unfolds,
A story yet untitled, in whispered rhymes it’s told.
The cadence of my heartbeat, in sync with every line,
Reveals a hidden passion, like vintage, aged wine.
Unseen, it dances lightly, on the edge of consciousness,
A feeling unacknowledged, in silent sweet caress.
With metaphors and similes, I paint your face in stars,
And find in every stanza, the essence of what’s ours.
The rhythm of the sonnets, a serenade so clear,
Yet deaf to its own music, the truth I cannot hear.
In every allegory, I find your laughter’s tune,
A harmony so subtle, like a flower when it blooms.
The imagery I conjure, from deep within my soul,
Speaks of a love that’s blooming, but yet to play its role.
So read between the verses, and listen to the theme,
For in the poet’s musings, is where your essence gleams.
Unwittingly I’ve fallen, in a lyrical embrace,
And love has found its footing, in a quiet, sacred space.
Now take this poet’s offering, a heart in verse enshrined,
And may you find the message, where love was undefined.
For in the dance of words, where emotions intertwine,
I’ve fallen for you deeply, with every crafted line.
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