This poem carries the ache of devotion so gently, like holding a flame in cupped hands. The longing for her, the dream of being one, feels sacred and timeless. Whether she knows or not, your words make her real. And that's the power of poetry: to give form to hope Beautiful write.
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This poem carries the ache of devotion so gently, like holding a flame in cupped hands. The longing for her, the dream of being one, feels sacred and timeless. Whether she knows or not, your words make her real. And that's the power of poetry: to give form to hope Beautiful write.