In the quiet of our shared space,
Hearts entwine with a gentle grace.
A saga unfolds in shades of emotion,
A poetic bond, love's sweet devotion.
Amidst warm echoes, hearts align,
A love's embrace, a sweet design.
Whispers of connection, a poetic glow,
In the tapestry where tenderness grows.
In the script of a romantic vision,
A poetic union, love's decision.
An intricate blend, hearts entwine,
In the symposium of a love design.
Passion echoes in every relation,
A tender dance, sweet revelation.
Cherished letters spell devotion,
A silent hymn in love's promotion.
A dance of letters, a subtle chance,
Crafting verses in a rhythmic trance.
In the essence of our shared song,
A bond of love, sweet and strong.
A portrait painted in hues of grace,
Souls entwined in a tender embrace.
Emotions flow, a serene tide,
In the harmony where love abides.
Cherished moments in the constellation,
A love expressed in sweet elation.
A gentle ripple, love's devotion,
Creating a tale of shared emotion.
Passion paints the canvas of time,
Essence of love, a rhythm sublime.
Letters waltz in the space we own,
A melody where seeds are sown.
Lingering emotions, a gentle plea,
Painting a portrait of what could be.
Cherished letters spell devotion,
A silent hymn in love's promotion.
Harmony of love, a sea so vast,
Our relationship, an echo cast.
Whispers weave a subtle spell,
Where hearts in harmony dwell.
In the vibration of our united song,
A boundless melody where we belong.
Harmony of love, a tranquil sea,
Our relationship, a tapestry.
Letters dance in the air so cherished,
A symphony of hearts, a connection nourished.
The script of us, in every line,
In this love, two shall intertwine.
This blog contains simple, thought provoking and deeply reflective poetry written by American poet, Doris Trueheart. Here is a large expanse of her poems covering a myriad of topics reflecting her heart.
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