The Presence of Love
In the gentle glow of morning,Love, a silent river flowing,Touches souls without a warning,In its depths, true colors showing.Eyes meet, unspoken words shared,Hands touch, worlds collide, blend,In love’s tapestry, finely ensnared,Two hearts, in union, transcend.Shadows flee, where love resides,Darkness quenched by its light,Through storms, a calm it provides,Guiding us through the night.Love, in its essence,…