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Such precious moments
Across the arc of days
Caress the sensitive soul
Sets the timid heart ablaze
Stories of exquisite form
Kindness quietly given
Moments of pure lucidity
Where emotion’s driven
Tales of endearment sparkle
Not as drama, mystique
Just whispered words of warmth
The ones we rarely speak
But in wondrous moments
A love is set alight
Warm us in the oldest days
Bring sun to darkest night
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Thank you!! 🙂 🙂
A perfect poem to read the night before my brothers wedding. Love isn’t about grand flashy gestures but the ‘whispered words of warmth’.
Thank you so much!! 🙂 🙂
Beautifully written,.
Thank you!! 🙂 🙂