“Love without a name”

I wrote a new poem and gave it a name “Love without a name”

“Love without a name”

Smiling stars fell down on earth
touched your heart and mine,
and united us as one.
Angels travelled 500 miles on bikes,
in the rain to witness a love without a name,
a feeling not bound by time,
nor by human limitation
A happy moon embraced us tenderly,
without care and hesitation.

Smiling stars fell down on earth
to give our life a fresh start.
Floating galaxies migrated to where love is king,
the place passion is queen.
Reading our palm, they sealed our destiny,
the way the Divine conceives it.
You are the moon of the future
I am the sun of the present.
You, the protector of my garden,
I, the candle of life.
We are the infinity with no constraints,
loyal love of spring bloom.

Smiling stars fell down on earth
to witness our union
eternity became half
our feet moved forward
one step, two steps,
one hundred dancers in the ballroom,
and two became one.
Life is behind us,
delighting in the lust of our flesh.
These two, united together, became a world.
The moment stood still,
no idea about the hurdles ahead of us
It is love without a name.

I wrote a new poem and gave it a name “Love without a name”

“Love without a name”

Smiling stars fell down on earth
touched your heart and mine,
and united us as one.
Angels travelled 500 miles on bikes,
in the rain to witness a love without a name,
a feeling not bound by time,
nor by human limitation
A happy moon embraced us tenderly,
without care and hesitation.

Smiling stars fell down on earth
to give our life a fresh start.
Galaxies migrated to where love is king,
the place passion is queen.
Reading our palm, they sealed our destiny,
the way the Divine conceives it.
You are the moon of the future
I am the sun of time.
You, the protector of my garden,
I, the candle of life.
We are the infinity with no constraints,
loyal love of spring bloom.

Smiling stars fell down on earth
to witness our union
eternity became half
our feet moved forward
one step, two steps,
one hundred dancers in the ballroom,
and two became one.
Life is behind us,
delighting in the lust of our flesh.
These two, united together, became a world.
The moment stood still,
no idea about the hurdles ahead of us
It is love without a name.

one hundred dancers in the ballroom,
and two became one.
Life is behind us,
delighting in the lust of our flesh.
These two, united together, became a world.
The moment stood still,
no idea about the hurdles ahead of us
It is love without a name.

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