In every beat, in every breath,
Love dances boldly, defying death.
A bond so deep, a force so true,
Love’s light forever guides us through.

I swear you are the most beautiful, a vision so rare,  
Elegance flows from you, beyond all compare.  
Like royalty in grace, you stand so divine,  
A queen in your essence, your heart a pure shine.  

I swear by the glow of a rose in full bloom,  
Your radiance outshines its delicate plume.  
In the still of the night, when the stars softly gleam,  
I swear by your smile, a bright, endless beam.  

By the soft breath of dawn as it paints the sky,  
I vow with a heart that will never say goodbye.  
The stars that twinkle in their endless trance,  
I swear by your eyes, a deep, timeless dance.  

Through the weave of the sky, through the dance of the sea,  
I swear by your beauty, as boundless as can be.  
The wind that hums through the soft evening air,  
I swear by your warmth, a kindness so rare.  

And though the years pass and the seasons may change,  
I swear by the love in your soul that will range—  
By the endless horizon where dreams take their flight,  
I swear by your charm, your pure, radiant light.

Do not seek love as you seek gold,
For in the heart, it’s always bold.
It is the stillness, the quiet sound,
Where truth and beauty can be found.

By the rose’s touch, may love arise,  
A glowing light beneath soft skies.  
In every heart, may it remain,  
A timeless flame that knows no pain.

By the charm of thousands of rose petals,  
May love bloom where the heart settles.  
In each delicate fold, in each fragrant hue,  
May love surround all that we do.  

By the dawn, when light is born,  
May love rise, a fire to adorn.  
In whispers soft, in shadows long,  
May love emerge, a sacred song.  

In the quiet hum of morning’s breath,  
May love awaken, defying death.  
In every smile, in every tear,  
May love be constant, always near.  

May it stir within each atom’s dance,  
In every particle, in every trance.  
In every whisper, in every sound,  
May love be the force that knows no bound.  

In the pulse of the earth, in the wind’s embrace,  
May love shine brightly, lighting space.  
By the moon, in silver lace,  
May love cascade, a tender grace.  

In the velvet night, where stars align,  
May love burn bright, an endless sign.  
Through every moment, through every sigh,  
May love rise higher, beyond the sky.  

In every heart, in every soul,  
May love be the song that makes us whole.  
A boundless power, a flame untamed,  
By dawn and moon, may love be claimed.  

In the soul of life, in every beat,  
May love weave its rhythm, soft and sweet.  
In each glance, in each tender touch,  
May love unfold, embracing much.  

With every step, with every prayer,  
May love be the force that fills the air.  
In the smallest gesture, in each song’s rise,  
May love transcend all earthly ties.  

May love flow freely, like endless streams,  
Filling every silence, every dream.  
In every heartbeat, in every sigh,  
May love reign, eternal and high.  

In every soul, in every mind,  
May love be the bond that we all find.  
A universe woven in endless grace,  
May love be the light that fills each space.

Do lips have ears to catch the sound,  
Do lips have eyes where visions drown?  
Do lips hold hearts that softly beat,  
In every whisper, every greet?  

Do lips, with honey, sweetly blend,  
A taste of dreams that never end?  
Do lips, with saffron’s gentle hue,  
Hold secrets deep, both rich and true?  

Do lips have souls, a spark, a flame,  
That kindles love, that calls your name?  
How do these lips, with power untold,  
Weave magic warm and tender, bold?  

With every sigh, with every kiss,  
They stir the heart to boundless bliss.  
Like roses soft, with petals pure,  
Their fragrance lingers, sweet and sure.  

Kisses, the secret to life’s delight,  
A spark of heaven in the quiet night.  
A touch that holds the universe still,  
Binding souls with an unspoken thrill.  

Valentine’s joy, with love so bright,  
Fills the heart and lights the night.  
A gift of passion, a tender vow,  
A promise of forever, here and now.  

So tell me, seeker, with longing true,  
What ancient force lies hid from view?  
For in these lips, both soft and pure,  
Lies love’s own secret, rich and sure.  
A sweetness, like saffron, finely spun,  
In every kiss, a world begun.

Warmth, perfume, and sweet caress,  
Kisses soft, love’s gentle press.