In a world where shadows dance,
Where hearts often take a chance,
Love emerges as a gem so rare,
A flame that captures souls aware.
Love is rare, like a blooming flower,
That defies time with its gentle power,
It paints the sky in vibrant hues,
And whispers secrets only lovers choose.
It's the sun's embrace on a misty morn,
The symphony that lingers, love's sweet song,
A tapestry woven with threads of trust,
In love's sanctuary, hearts find robust.
Love is rare, like a shooting star,
That ignites the night, traveling far,
It holds the promise of endless bliss,
A symphony of emotions, sealed with a kiss.
Like a diamond formed through fiery heat,
Love grows stronger, never to retreat,
It braves the storms, it conquers all,
For love is rare, and it will never fall.
In tender moments, two hearts entwined,
Love's whispers resonate, forever bind,
It cherishes the flaws, embraces the scars,
For love is rare, transcending the stars.
So treasure the love you hold so dear,
For it is a treasure that's truly clear,
In a world where love may seem scarce,
Cherish it deeply, for it's beyond compare.
