THE ESSENCE OF LOVE ❤️

Finally, I realised, the heart does not trade, Love's not in the gifts, nor in actions conveyed. It dwells in the silence, the trust that you keep, In whispers of hope, where intentions run deep. Not found in the beauty, nor texts every day, But in shared vulnerabilities, come what may. For love blooms in feelings, a spirit entwined, In knowing the other, true depths of the mind.