Silent Echoes of cold love by Ink Soul
In quite realms where whispered secrets hide,
A love like frosty tendrils softly weaves,
A silent symphony where hearts confide,
Yet distant echoes mark the space it leaves
Just as in historys pages we find,
The cold wars tension quite in its grip,
Our love too rests in hushed and frigid bind,
A tale of hearts that strain, but seldom slip
The world may turn in tranquil frost its bound,
Two souls entwined but kept at arms embrace,
A love thats quite like a muted sound,
Yet yearning eyes reveal what words erase
Oh let us thaw the ice that veils our hearts,
And kindle flames that warm where coldness starts
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