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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required The symphony of our hearts vibrates like an eternal whisper in the silence of the night, in a continuous flicker, like my phone that rings incessantly from your call, and we talk for hours, letting letters, words, love poems flow from us, we have conversations like two lovers, dreaming of a future together, a "happily ever after" woven from desires and hopes. We dream of being here, in our studio, creating art with our souls, lying on the grass, on this hill where the stars silently watch over us, and my hand glides over the hills of your chest, fresh as morning dew, we play Vivaldi's "Spring" and dance through this season of rebirth, where the flowers of our love bloom under the gentle light of the moon. We dance in the night, you above me, kissing my neck, my cheeks, kissing my lips that don't want to part from you, yes, it's spring, finally! And I want to stay here with you forever, I wish this night would never end, that we are embraced by the infinity of the sky and the warmth of our boundless love. In the quiet of the night, each moment becomes an eternity, and in our dance, time stops, letting us float in a universe created just for us, where only the music of our hearts matters, and our dreams become reality under the gaze of stars that smile at us conspiratorially.
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