Love is rare, a precious gem unseen,
A cosmic force that binds hearts, serene.
In a world of chaos and fleeting desires,
Love's flame burns bright, its essence inspires.
Like a delicate flower, love blossoms true,
Nurtured by souls, entwined in its hue.
It knows no boundaries, defies earthly bounds,
A symphony of emotions, where eternity resounds.
Love is the whisper of the morning breeze,
A gentle touch that puts troubled hearts at ease.
It dances in laughter, in tears it finds solace,
A sacred bond that time cannot erase.
Through tempests and trials, love remains,
A beacon of hope, shielding from pains.
It molds and shapes, makes the broken whole,
An elixir of life that heals every soul.
Love is the language when words fail to express,
A silent embrace, a tender caress.
It's found in the mundane, in the smallest of things,
An unspoken melody that only the heart sings.
Cherish love's rarity, its gift so profound,
For in its embrace, true beauty is found.
Let it guide your steps, on paths unknown,
For love is rare, a treasure to be shown.
