You
Are
A spark,
A wildfire,
Burning through my soul,
Your laughter—lightning in the dark.
Love
Grows
Like waves,
Silent tides,
Crashing without sound,
A rhythm only hearts can hear.
Feb 27, 2025
Feb 27, 2025 at 3:11 PM UTC
You
Are
A spark,
A wildfire,
Burning through my soul,
Your laughter—lightning in the dark.
Love
Grows
Like waves,
Silent tides,
Crashing without sound,
A rhythm only hearts can hear.
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