The Poison of Love
I walked within a garden’s grace,
Where roses bloomed in soft embrace.
Orchids whispered scents so sweet,
Your gentle smile made life complete.
Alone within a silent space,
Your face appeared—a fleeting trace.
By day, by night, you filled my mind,
A rarest echo, hard to find.
I cast my words like frozen glass,
That barely broke the quiet mass.
Your voice—a current, soft and deep,
Unraveled what I’d sworn to keep.
Entwined within a tangled thread,
No sound escaped what went unsaid.
You sought the truths I could not show—
Yet in the dark, I wished to go.
From secrets kept and shadows drawn,
Only we know what’s gone beyond.
Within the hush, our bond remains—
A silent pulse that still sustains.
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