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Mar 12
The heavens tremble, in love’s gentle glow,
As the heart’s forgotten space begins to grow.

No words are needed, nor brush to impart,
For love lives in the deepest part of the heart.

So drink of its essence, let it rise and soar,
In every breath, in every pore.

For when love is known, the soul finds its rest,
In its tender hold, we are truly blest.
The Core of Love 12/03/2025 © All Rights Reserved by Jamil Hussain
JAMIL HUSSAIN
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JAMIL HUSSAIN  44/M/LONDON, UK
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