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Unspoken

So many words remain unspoken,
As we linger here, hearts wide open.
The dark surrounds, yet feel so warm,
Your tender embrace, my shelter from storms.
There’s so much I wish you could hear,
But the words dissolve as you draw me near.
Your arms speak truths my lips can’t find,
A love that leaves all doubt behind.
I never thought dreams could come true,
But then my world was lit by you.
You set me free, you made me whole,
With every kiss, you soothed my soul.
The moment I glimpsed your silhouette,
A tidal wave of feelings met
The jagged shore of my guarded heart,
And washed away the broken parts.
Tell me you feel what I feel tonight,
That your world glows in this soft moonlight.
Tell me there’s nowhere else you’d rather be,
Than here in the dark, alone with me.
So many words are left unsaid,
Yet they dance in silence, unscripted, unread.
For life with you is a quiet delight,
A symphony played in the hush of the night.
We linger here, no need for sound,
For love in silence is still profound.
How wonderful life is, bound together,
In the dark, where love speaks forever.
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