Poem 2

In quiet glades where soft winds roam,

Two hearts have found a wordless home.

No need for oaths in spoken sound—

Their silent vows are deeper bound.

A glance, a touch, a breath held tight,

More true than words beneath the light.

In stillness shared, they both allow

Love’s loudest truth: a silent vow.

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