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Glamorous Love

Love is a glamour, a captivating spell, A potent elixir that weaves its tale. In the depths of hearts, its essence dwells, A fire that burns, a story to tell. It dazzles like stars in the darkest night, Igniting souls with a celestial light. Love is a magic that knows no bounds, Creating symphonies from silent sounds. It paints the world with hues divine, Transcending barriers, intertwining lives. Through gentle whispers and tender touch, Love heals wounds that hurt so much. It blooms in gardens, both wild and tame, A fragile flower, yet it conquers pain. It dances freely, defying all rules, An eternal flame that forever fuels. Love is a journey, a daring quest, Where hearts collide and souls find rest. It binds two spirits, entwining their fate, In a tapestry of emotions, intimate and great. But love is not merely a fairytale, For it requires strength when shadows prevail. Through storms and trials, it stands the test, A beacon of hope, a harbor of rest. So let love's glamour enchant your days, In its embrace, let your heart find solace. For in the realm of love's ethereal grace, We discover life's truest, most precious embrace.

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Date: 6/8/2023 8:24:00 PM
Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Welcome to Poetry Soup. I welcome you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.
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Date: 6/7/2023 7:29:00 PM
You have the formula for success. Satisfy others not the self unless your inspired by the force that makes excellence.
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Date: 6/7/2023 7:21:00 PM
Love your rhyming which is what poetry is. I wish more poets knew this. I'll be looking for more of you.
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