Love lives in the hush
between your heartbeat and mine,
a secret rhythm
the world can never overhear.
It is the curve of your smile
that undoes my day,
the brush of your hand
that turns time into eternity.
Your voice—
a soft lantern
guiding me home,
even when the night
feels endless.
Every kiss writes
a story across my skin,
a promise not spoken,
but known.
And when I look at you,
I see forever—
not as a distant dream,
but as the simple truth
of waking each morning
with your breath beside mine.
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