I see love in its many forms,
Boundless as the sky at dawn —
Each connection a gentle storm,
A dance of shadows and of song.

I embrace every tender thread,
A whisper, a glance, a unique smile.
In each divergent path ahead,
I find unity in every mile.

Love speaks a language without bounds,
Transcending names and shifting guise
In every heart where warmth is found,
A universal truth gently lies.

No chain of norms can cage this art,
As rivers merge into the endless sea.
Every soul plays its sacred part,
In the mosaic of you, of me.

In every bond—be it fierce or light,
I celebrate the colours, every hue.
They interlace our days and nights,
A medley forever true.

For in the open space where hearts align,
Differences dissolve and grace prevails.
Love, in all its forms divine,
Is the song that in our silence sails.