Lev S Poet Rhyme

Echoes of Our Eternal Flame

Six moons of magic, hand in hand we wove,  
Through whispers of the heart, our worlds to prove.  
Incredible months, like stars that softly fell,  
A tapestry of us, where dreams would dwell.

We penned our poems in the hush of night,  
Verses of longing, bathed in firelight,
Your words a river, mine the shore they kissed,  
Echoes of souls in tender twist.

Songs we spun from strings and stolen sighs,  
Melodies that danced beneath blue skies,  
Our voices blending, wild and free as wind,  
Harmonies that healed what time might rend.

In kitchens warm, with flour-dusted grace,  
We cooked our feasts, a feast of love's embrace.

Spices singing tales of lands afar,  
Each bite a promise, etched like every scar.

Daily coffees, steam rising like our hopes,  
Black as midnight, sweet as whispered tropes,  
Sipping slow the dawn's first golden hue,  
In quiet rituals, just me and you.

We plunged in waters, cool and crystalline,  
Swimming secrets where the waves convene,  
Bodies buoyant, hearts adrift and light,  
Washing worries into endless night.

Travels called us, roads that twisted wide,  
From city spires to where wild rivers hide,  
Road trips roaring with laughter's wild refrain,  
Miles of memories, etched in joy and rain.

Together growing, like vines that intertwine,  
Learning lessons in your eyes, so fine,  
From stumbles soft to leaps of fearless flight,  
You my mirror, I your guiding light.

Oh, we had ups that soared on eagle's wing,  
And downs that plunged like autumn's fleeting spring.
Storms that tested, tempests fierce and raw,  
But that's the rhythm, love, of what we saw.

For in the fray, we found our truest art,  
The forge of us, beating strong as heart.  
So much more to learn, my darling flame,  
In this vast book, we're but a single name.

Don't cast aside what hands have gently built,  
These walls of wonder, free from fear or guilt.  
Let's hold our vows like lanterns in the dark,  
Forgiveness flowing, soft as morning lark.

Compassion's cloak to wrap our weary frames,  
Healing the hurts, igniting sacred flames.  
Chapter Two awaits, a canvas bold and bright,  
Even more amazing, in our shared delight.

Forever yours,  
In rhyme and reason, through the endless night.

Lev

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