Ears attentive, yet its melody is unborn.
Beyond mere touch, it resides,
Yet touches all with its invisible tide.
Not a mere glow atop the hill,
Nor a shadow lurking still.
Within, yet everywhere it roams,
Binding hearts, making them free to roam.
In this world, love’s spirit does flow,
Make it yours, let its essence grow.
With him, along, make your journey soar,
In the embrace of love, forevermore.
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