“Our love is like a
secret garden, blooming with passion.”
In this secret garden of
our love,
The petals of passion
bloom above,
A flourishing flower, so
pure and true,
A bond so strong, our
hearts entwined anew.
The scent of rose and
jasmine fills the air,
Our love, a fragrance
beyond compare,
A haven of delight, where
we confide,
In each other's arms, our
hearts reside.
The trees of love, they
tower high,
A canopy of joy, they do
not die,
Their leaves of laughter,
they rustle and sway,
In the breeze of our
love, they play.
The sun of our love, it
shines so bright,
Warming our skin,
banishing the night,
The stars of our love,
they twinkle and gleam,
A celestial show, a dream
so serene.
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