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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required I extend my hand across the waters, to feel your warmth and sweet fragrance once more, To kiss your hand, to pass the burn of my lips kept from times long past, When moments scattered and became a past that left us still dreaming, And if I could hold you in my arms again, to feel your cheek on my chest, Claiming its rightful place, I would know that spring has arrived again, with promises of renewal. The clouds weep in spring, and their tears bear the weight of our longings, I watch them with silent reproach, those clouds that remind us of tears, With a bitter taste full of passion, crashing against the waves like an echo of pain, From your eyes, from my eyes, flow stories of love and loss, A story written in silence, in shades of rain and endless, turbulent skies. In every drop of rain, I find the echo of a day gone by, When our hopes intertwined with the rays of the spring sun, But those clouds, they separate us with veils of water and time, And yet, in every tear that falls, there is a promise of reunion, For spring always comes, bringing with it a new beginning, a new chance to love. In the silence between the raindrops, a melody of longing is born, A symphony of hopes and memories that dance among the wandering clouds, And I know that, somewhere, beneath this weeping sky, we will find each other again, With cheeks wet from rain and hearts full of the desire to feel, In an endless spring, where the clouds are only harbingers of love.
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