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Love you

 

The sun flows in your eyes,  

The wind dances in your voice.  

Every morning brings a new hope, shining in your clothes,  

Every night, a song blooms within your tears.


A red flower opens on your face,  

Warm coffee pours into your hands.  

When you smile, the world breathes light,  

In your breath, every breeze fades away.


I know how gently you care for yourself—  

You see beauty and silence as precious things.  

Whenever I look at you, a moment unfolds,  

And I almost feel my love pouring out.


You don’t have to tell me — I already love you.  

But all I want is to simply watch you.  

Every word carries your name,  

Every quiet moment lights up with it.


Look at me, just once,  

Show me the love I carry in my eyes.  

I’ll say this:  

You are the most beautiful story of nature itself.


So now, every day,  

One step closer to walking beside you —  

In darkness, I want to be your light,  

Because you make me truly happy.

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