Mar 13, 2024
In the heart of winter’s chill,
Where frosty fingers grasp and still,
There lies a flame, a gentle glow,
A warmth that melts the ice and snow.
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Through darkest nights, it softly gleams,
A beacon bright, in tender dreams,
It whispers tales of love and light,
And guides the lost through starry night.
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Through fields of gold and amber, we will roam,
In search of treasures, finding heart’s true home.
With every step, our spirits intertwine,
As love’s sweet melody we both enshrine.
— M
