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Free online greeting card maker or poetry art generator. Create free custom printable greeting cards or art from photos and text online. Use PoetrySoup's free online software to make greeting cards from poems, quotes, or your own words. Generate memes, cards, or poetry art for any occasion; weddings, anniversaries, holidays, etc (See examples here). Make a card to show your loved one how special they are to you. Once you make a card, you can email it, download it, or share it with others on your favorite social network site like Facebook. Also, you can create shareable and downloadable cards from poetry on PoetrySoup. Use our poetry search engine to find the perfect poem, and then click the camera icon to create the card or art.



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You were there, an outline of a quiver in the light rain falling unabashedly
You were there, an outline of a quiver in the light rain falling unabashedly, Ignoring the tapestry of silver in the sky that wept speechlessly. Beneath the somber crests of clouds that caressed your face with heavy gazes, Your shimmering splendor called forth feelings in playful waltzes. My heart was a field of gemstones beneath your unlearned dance, Emeralds and sapphires twinkling in the galaxy of your roving glance. When your smile unfolded warmly like a shy sun, The quietest symphonies awoke to catch the rhythm of my restless heartbeats. Silent poetry does not give itself to the crowd, Thus we, in silence, quenched our hunger for words. The tattoo of invisible ink embraced our skin, When the pen fell into its frenzy, inscribing spumes of legend. Two souls composed sonnets that watched over the stillness, Luring harmony from the labyrinths of the soul. Fragile in its natural grandeur, as if time had sown it, Our love, a perennial flower, was opening in a string of springs. Lost we were in that oasis of nirvana, Punishing with gentle kisses the paths in blessed warmth, Guiding steps towards meadows of inflamed passion. Our story is not written in earthly scriptures, It will live among the tireless stars, An eternal parchment unedited, where words are just whispers In the temple of eternity.
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