We pen our verses, hearts alight,
For we are threads in a vibrant space,
Joined as one, the human race.
Yet deeper still, our souls do crave,
The pulse of passion, the dreams we save,
For beauty whispers in the quiet night,
And love, a beacon, burning bright.
We chase romance, in shadows we dance,
Finding the magic in every chance,
For it’s these treasures, fragile yet bold,
That weave the stories our hearts unfold.
So let us write, let us paint, let us dare,
For in poetry's arms, we lay ourselves bare,
In the chaos of life, we discover our core,
It’s beauty, it’s passion, it’s what we live for.
Beauty emerges from the chaos we face,
In every heartbeat, in every tender embrace,
Romance, that flame, it flickers yet strong,
An anthem of courage, a timeless song.
For life is a canvas, vibrant and vast, it’s the brushstrokes of love that hold on fast,
In each written word, a fragment of soul,
Opening portals to what makes us whole.
So let us delve deep, into the abyss,
Where silence cradles the essence of bliss,
In the artist's realm, we find our true core,
For it’s beauty and passion is what we live for.
By Maggie Martin
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