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*** Two hearts beating, a symphony so sweet, Boy and girl, love's ultimate feat. Their love, an oasis in a parched land, Together, they conquer life's shifting sand.
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Apr 15
Apr 15, 2026 at 7:26 AM UTC
The Triumph of Love Over Life's Terrain
*** With a stolen glance, their spirits ignite, Boy and girl, love's eternal light. Their souls united, like rivers that merge, Their love, a tale whispered throughout the universe.
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Apr 15
Apr 15, 2026 at 7:24 AM UTC
The Luminous Love Story of Two Souls
*** Like the sun and moon in the infinite sky, Boy and girl, an enchanting lullaby. Their love, a dance, a rhythm divine, With each step, their hearts entwine.
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Apr 15
Apr 15, 2026 at 7:22 AM UTC
A Cosmic Ballet of Two Hearts
*** In the garden of love, where dreams unfold, A boy and girl plant seeds, watch them grow old. Hand in hand they wander, side by side, Together, their love will forever abide.
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Apr 15
Apr 15, 2026 at 7:20 AM UTC
Blooms of Love in the Garden of Dreams
*** When stars align, their paths intertwine, Boy and girl, two souls entwined. Through life's tumultuous twists and turns, Their love forever burns, brightly yearns.
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Apr 15
Apr 15, 2026 at 7:18 AM UTC
Stellar Alignment of Love's Resilient Flame
*** In a world of dreams, they found each other, A boy and girl destined for forever. Their love, a symphony of hearts that bind, A melody so pure, eternal and kind.
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Apr 15
Apr 15, 2026 at 7:15 AM UTC
Eternal Love in the World of Dreams
stumble over the rhythm you create as if it wasn't yours. trip over the syllables in haste as you attempt to overtake them before they run out of control. this is not poetry; this is just plain crassness. you're a verbal klutz, and it hurts our sensibilities. you can't hear what you're saying, you are driving blind in the blizzard of words and you have the audacity to think you'll get out of this unscathed; somehow revered because of your valiant effort and mediocre product. a bad combination, and you're bound to be called out on it, for sure. luck won't cut it. you have to know what you're doing and you have to be good at it. so if you have nothing to say that you'll be saying right— nothing that will squeeze flesh through clothes or break skin and teeth or kick and scream—basically, don't even try.
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Dec 25, 2014
Dec 25, 2014 at 11:09 AM UTC
XIV. Writing poetry, you