😭😢 please reply to my voice message 😭😢

 I do not need to name the stars

To feel their light upon my skin,
Nor count the waves along the shore
To know the sea I’m standing in.

I do not ask the rose to speak
To hear the way it sings of you,
Its scent, its bloom, its quiet grace—
All whisper what I know is true.

Love does not beg to be defined,
Or dressed in clever lines or rhyme.
It simply stays. It simply shines.
It moves like breath, beyond all time.

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