In twilight's hush,
where whispers weave,
A silent flame begins to breathe.
Hidden beneath the velvet night,
A glow emerges, soft and bright.
A river's murmur, tender, sweet,
Guides the heart with a rhythmic beat.
Stars align in secret dance,
Echoes of a timeless trance.
Veiled in shadows, dreams unfold,
Stories of love, in silence told.
A pulse, a spark, unseen, unknown,
Yet in its presence, warmth is sown.
Mountains cradle whispers deep,
In valleys where the secrets sleep.
Winds that carry silent songs,
Binding hearts where love belongs.
A light that bends, a whispered name,
In hidden corners, feeds the flame.
No form, no face, no spoken word,
Yet love's pure essence is quietly stirred.
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