Like rivers of light
flowing in the currents of clarity
our love
resonating softly with meaning
we are musicians
composing our fate
lyrics to a song
to the symphonies of forever-
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Under the canopy of dusk
murmur to
the ancient oaks,
their bark etched with
stories of sunken hearts
and silvered waters,
rooted in the deep hum
of forgotten times,
where each wind is a poet,
scribing verse in the language
of dusk and dawn,
held only by those
who dare listen
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Songbirds take flight
to greet the day anew,
casting nets of light
into the vast embrace of blue
dawn's soft song unfurls-
Amber fields
bloom and beckon,
calling me to pause,
to cherish the moments.
I am a traveler,
anchored in the scents
of fresh morning blossoms
chasing the harmony
that lies within
the stillness of my soul-
In dawn's glow
lotus blooms unfurl with grace
soft as untainted prayer
rays of hope cradles the earth
fresh beginnings
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Time drips from the clock
ghosts of past linger here
each tick a memory
windows frame the silent dusk
hope fades like the light outside-
In sepia sunset
old photographs whisper tales
dust settles like dreams
a lonely call from somewhere
memory drips like rusted tears
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Spring rain
melting walls of frozen hearts
each drop, a promise
we dance on the edge of dawn
painting futures in the light
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Glowing ivory moon
your voice in the wild breeze
etches paths in my tangled thoughts
time unravels like soft silk
every moment stitches us-