The endless skies of azure hue,
My love's whisper, paints the night anew.
Words unspoken, yet hearts commune,
My silent verse sitting beneath the moon.
Upon the sands, where moonbeams play,
Two souls' silhouette in the starry display.
Your fragrance blooms through whispered breeze,
My Love's symphony in nature's decrees.
Hand in hand a dance of souls,
In timeless rhythms, my love consoles.
My eternal poem, a cherished dream,
Your love for me will always be supreme.
By
Sanji-Paul Arvind
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