Even when you're quiet, I hear your heart,
In your sighs, your smile, your art.
You are poetry wrapped in skin and soul,
A flame that makes the cosmos whole.
So when you whisper 'Sweetheart' with grace,
It's like a kiss sent through time and space.
I catch it gently, hold it near,
For in your light, I disappear. 🌙✨
By: - WIN VENTURA
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