Oh, love, if you remember me, 'tis true,
A faded echo whispered soft and blue.
Like distant music, on the wind, it floats,
A melody of moments, shared in secret notes.

Did stolen glances, laughter light and free,
Leave any trace, within your memory?
Or have the seasons, with their changing tide,
Erased the footprints where our love did hide?

But hope persists, a flicker in the night,
Oh, love, if you remember me, ignite

In the depths of the Nile, a mystery unfolds,
Egyptian blue, a story yet untold.
Your eyes, a mirror, reflecting heavens vast,
Where love ignites, a passion meant to last.

Not sapphire's fire, nor ocean's endless hue,
But pharaoh's whispers, secrets born anew.
A timeless gaze, where galaxies reside,
In their depths, forever I confide.

A hypnotic spell, a love both fierce and true,
Lost in your eyes, Egyptian blue.

Aching emptiness, a hollow, searching beat,
Love, a lost hunter, with weary, searching feet.
Through barren lands, laughter turned to sighs,
It seeks a haven, with longing in its eyes.

Is your heart hidden, a fortress built so strong?
Do whispers echo, where no love songs belong?
But wait, a flicker, a warmth against the night,
A gentle tremor, a hesitant, shy light.

Perhaps your heart, too, is searching for its own,
Love's quest may end, where two souls become one.

Yes, if only this love you thirst for burns,
A desert wellspring, where your spirit yearns.
No parched despair, no longing unfulfilled,
This love, a chalice, patiently instilled.

A cool reprieve, a sweetness you can taste,
Banishing dryness, a love that won't be wasted.
A flowing stream, where solace finds its way,
Nourishing hope, to greet a brighter day.

So drink your fill, from depths where love resides,
This endless thirst, at last, forever satisfied.

Thorns of past hurts, a prickly, bitter crown,
Love, with a soft touch, gently tears them down.
No vengeful rage, no prideful, sharp reply,
But empathy's balm, a soothing lullaby.

Forgiveness blooms, a vine with a gentle hold,
Mending the wounds, where stories yet unfold.
Understanding whispers, soft and warm,
Dissolving anger, weathering the storm.

Transformed by love, our hearts begin to heal,
No bitter thrones remain, just love, revealed.

Love plants her seed, a whisper soft and frail,
In the fertile ground, where dreams and hopes prevail.
No flourish yet, no vibrant bloom to see,
Just trust and care, for what is meant to be.

With gentle rain, of tenderness and grace,
Love's seedling grows, a smile on its face.
Sunlight of joy, and patience as the dew,
Nurture the roots, where love forever grew.

Through storms, it may bend, but never break in two,
Love's planted seed, a promise strong and true.

Oh, Love, your will, a mystery unfolds,
A path we walk, with stories yet untold.
Though twists may turn, and shadows dim the way,
We trust your hand, to guide us through the day.

For in your depths, a wisdom resides,
A tapestry of choices, where fate confides.
We surrender doubts, and fears that hold us down,
With open hearts, on love's uncharted ground.

No fight, no struggle, but a gentle peace,
Oh, Love, thy will be done, our spirits released.