Tonight, love sits across from me,
dressed in the hush of candlelight and the laughter of old jazz.
Your eyes—warm constellations, mapping out forever—
meet mine between sips of golden promises.

We talk in quiet symphonies,
where every glance is a lyric, every smile a verse.
The world fades, its noise a distant hum,
because in this moment, it’s just us—
a love story unfolding between clinking glasses and stolen breaths.

So let them watch, let the night take notes—
because here we are,
writing forever in the language only our hearts underst




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