Not a single star
goes noticed
when our words are caught
in the passion's flame.
Not a gentle rain
will dare ruin
the sublime feeling
when you speak my name,
with tender heart,
in the calm wind.
Perfect moments
I hold so dear
I often imagine
under the calm
of the night sky.
As i close my eyes
and speaks your name too
the moon smiles.
When our souls entwined
two hearts collide
once devided by miles
now beat as one.
Everytime we speak our names
love flows unending
as constant as the spring.
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