The echoes of our love
Is but a crystal-clear stream
Drowning the whispers
Of cynics and sceptics
Leaving behind a trail
Of our ardency mixed with
The fiery fury of
The hot blooded scoffers
The echoes of our love
Is but an ineluctable
And harmonious melody
Orchestrated dutifully
By the perfectly sweet
And radiant apparitions.
The echoes of our love
Can be likened to dafodills
Permeating like the
Dewy and exotic perfs
Reaching the
Crook and crannies
Of the tide-full sentience
The echoes of our love
Is but the cadenced and
Lilting anthem of the
Seraph of affection.
So, let not the scoffers
Stop the resounding waves
Of our romance
But rather
Let's dance to the tune
Our hearts make.
We shan't tire nor faint.
We shall call the end of it all
'Forevermore'
©stephen001
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