Two Souls
Two Souls
Two souls drawn close, yet shyly still,
A spark unspoken, soft but real.
Their gazes brush like autumn air,
A fleeting touch, a love laid bare.
She leans in quiet, heart unsure,
Yet in his eyes, a warmth, secure.
He lingers, lost in something bright,
A dawn of love, a golden light.
New lovers dance on fate’s soft thread,
With whispered hopes and words unsaid.
A story starts, a page now turned,
Two hearts awake, two fires burned.
Two Souls
Two Souls
Two souls drawn close, yet shyly still,
A spark unspoken, soft but real.
Their gazes brush like autumn air,
A fleeting touch, a love laid bare.
She leans in quiet, heart unsure,
Yet in his eyes, a warmth, secure.
He lingers, lost in something bright,
A dawn of love, a golden light.
New lovers dance on fate’s soft thread,
With whispered hopes and words unsaid.
A story starts, a page now turned,
Two hearts awake, two fires burned.