A love does not ask, does not expect, does not fight, it simply exists
A love does not ask, does not expect, does not fight, it simply exists,
In the silence between heartbeats, where time seems to stand still,
Where stars reflect in the tears of the night,
And where dreams intertwine with memories, in a dance of destiny.
In the depths of the soul, where secrets are held sacred,
This love lives, undisturbed by life's storms,
Like an eternal flame, that never goes out,
Even when the winds of fate try to snatch it away.
It doesn't seek affirmations, doesn't wait for promises or vows,
It just lives, in the silence between two breaths,
Where words become redundant, and only glances speak,
Of a love so deep, words cannot express it.
In this sanctuary of the heart, where everything is possible,
True love is born and grows, without asking or expecting,
Like a mystical flower, blooming in the depths of the earth,
And which, even in darkness, spreads its intoxicating scent.
This is the essence of love, the mystery that binds us all,
An invisible force, pulling us towards the center of the universe,
Where our hearts meet and merge,
In a melancholic song, echoing into infinity.
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