love poem

Teri aankhon mein ek alag si Nasha hai... Ji karta hai Teri in pyari aankhon mein khud Ko Samah du...❤️

Holding your hand Warms my heart to its core. It’s hard to imagine How I could love you more. Just looking at you Gives me a thrill. I love you now, And I always will...❤️❤️

:heart1: :heart1: :heart1: Every girls deserve this.. സൗന്ദര്യമുള്ളതിനെ പ്രണയിക്കാൻ ആർക്കും കഴിയും.. എന്നാൽ സൗന്ദര്യം അവകാശപ്പെടാൻ ഇല്ലാത്തതിന്റെ ഉള്ളിലെ സൗന്ദര്യത്തെ കണ്ടെത്തി പ്രണയിക്കുവാൻ കുറച്ചു ആളുകൾക്കെ കഴിയു..

"Invisible yet ever near, Whispering secrets in the ear. You dance through leaves, a gentle waltz, A timeless love that never halts. From mountaintops to endless sea, You touch the world, wild and free. I propose to you, my dearest wind, With every breath, our love's thinned. You're the muse...

"In colors bold, on canvas bright, A world takes shape, a vivid sight. An artist's soul, both wild and free, Paints tales of life for all to see. With brush in hand, and heart aglow, They let their inner visions flow. Each stroke a dance, a whispered tale, A masterpiece to unveil. They blend...

"Love flows like water, an endless stream, A gentle current, a boundless dream. It trickles softly, like a babbling brook, Or rushes fiercely, like a river's crook. In its depths, emotions swirl and sway, Like water's ripples in the light of day. A mirror reflecting the soul's desire, A...

"Amidst the garden's tender grace, A flower blooms, a delicate trace. In vibrant hues, its beauty sways, A love note written in nature's phrase. Each petal a soft, blushing kiss, A fragrant promise of endless bliss. With every bloom, its heart's revealed, A love story in colors concealed. Oh...

"In the velvet night, you softly gleam, A radiant pearl, a lover's dream. Above the world, you gracefully swoon, My eternal muse, oh, gentle moon. With silver beams, you kiss the sea, Whispering secrets, just you and me. A celestial dance, our hearts attune, Under your spell, enchanting moon...

Ipdi intha post la nama peraa 4lu peru tag panina nalla than irukum la ❤️ HaHa .

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