falling
In the quiet of the evening's glow, Where shadows dance and soft winds blow, My heart begins to softly stir, With feelings deep, a gentle rumble. Eyes that meet across the room, A spark ignites, dispelling gloom, A smile exchanged, a silent vow, Two souls connected, here and now. In whispered words and tender touch, A love begins, a feeling such, That every moment, every glance, Becomes a sweet, enchanting dance.
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