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Words can only come so softly,
A whisper so enchanting the heart melts,
To what the naked eye can’t see,
Is that the thought of you makes my heart beat.
Engulfed with bliss from one passionate kiss.
The world of love has no bound.
For poetry is considered the food of love,
Then let my words have the wings of a dove.
For this my poem,
A poem of love.