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LoveEra

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Favoured Frenzy
Love at twenty’s fire, wild like a flame,

Dreams in the fast lane, chasing no name.

Eyes lock, beats drop, hearts in collision,

Painting forever with reckless precision.



At thirty it’s deeper, rhythm more tight,

Not just the spark it’s the anchor of night.

Hands hold strong through storms and scars,

Building a fortress, not chasing stars.



At forty, it’s wisdom laced with desire,

A softer blaze, yet steady fire.

No longer a sprint, it’s harmony flow,

Roots in the soil, branches that grow.



At fifty and beyond, it’s timeless rhyme,

Two souls groove in seasoned time.

Not just passion it’s sacred trust,

Love in the dust, still shining robust.



Through every era, beat’s the same

Love’s not an age, it’s an endless flame.
 
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Love at twenty’s fire, wild like a flame,

Dreams in the fast lane, chasing no name.

Eyes lock, beats drop, hearts in collision,

Painting forever with reckless precision.



At thirty it’s deeper, rhythm more tight,

Not just the spark it’s the anchor of night.

Hands hold strong through storms and scars,

Building a fortress, not chasing stars.



At forty, it’s wisdom laced with desire,

A softer blaze, yet steady fire.

No longer a sprint, it’s harmony flow,

Roots in the soil, branches that grow.



At fifty and beyond, it’s timeless rhyme,

Two souls groove in seasoned time.

Not just passion it’s sacred trust,

Love in the dust, still shining robust.



Through every era, beat’s the same

Love’s not an age, it’s an endless flame.
"This captures it perfectly—love isn’t bound by age, it transforms, matures, and still burns eternal, an endless flame within us. ⚡♥️"
 
Love at twenty’s fire, wild like a flame,

Dreams in the fast lane, chasing no name.

Eyes lock, beats drop, hearts in collision,

Painting forever with reckless precision.



At thirty it’s deeper, rhythm more tight,

Not just the spark it’s the anchor of night.

Hands hold strong through storms and scars,

Building a fortress, not chasing stars.



At forty, it’s wisdom laced with desire,

A softer blaze, yet steady fire.

No longer a sprint, it’s harmony flow,

Roots in the soil, branches that grow.



At fifty and beyond, it’s timeless rhyme,

Two souls groove in seasoned time.

Not just passion it’s sacred trust,

Love in the dust, still shining robust.



Through every era, beat’s the same

Love’s not an age, it’s an endless flame.
Beautifully said! Love evolves, yet remains constant. From fiery passion to steady flame, it's a journey of growth, trust, and devotion...
Awesome Intelligence
 
Love at twenty’s fire, wild like a flame,

Dreams in the fast lane, chasing no name.

Eyes lock, beats drop, hearts in collision,

Painting forever with reckless precision.



At thirty it’s deeper, rhythm more tight,

Not just the spark it’s the anchor of night.

Hands hold strong through storms and scars,

Building a fortress, not chasing stars.



At forty, it’s wisdom laced with desire,

A softer blaze, yet steady fire.

No longer a sprint, it’s harmony flow,

Roots in the soil, branches that grow.



At fifty and beyond, it’s timeless rhyme,

Two souls groove in seasoned time.

Not just passion it’s sacred trust,

Love in the dust, still shining robust.



Through every era, beat’s the same

Love’s not an age, it’s an endless flame.
It can bring fire in you and can burn you alive so always use the flame carefully, because its kind of flame
 
Love at twenty’s fire, wild like a flame,

Dreams in the fast lane, chasing no name.

Eyes lock, beats drop, hearts in collision,

Painting forever with reckless precision.



At thirty it’s deeper, rhythm more tight,

Not just the spark it’s the anchor of night.

Hands hold strong through storms and scars,

Building a fortress, not chasing stars.



At forty, it’s wisdom laced with desire,

A softer blaze, yet steady fire.

No longer a sprint, it’s harmony flow,

Roots in the soil, branches that grow.



At fifty and beyond, it’s timeless rhyme,

Two souls groove in seasoned time.

Not just passion it’s sacred trust,

Love in the dust, still shining robust.



Through every era, beat’s the same

Love’s not an age, it’s an endless flame.
Nice one
 
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