Love's Tapestry

 

Love's Tapestry 

~Srimoyee Dutta                

For the nurturers, love blooms in gentle acts,

A warm embrace that soothes life's bitter facts.

For the whispers, it's secrets shared,

Vulnerability bared, burdens unafraid.

For the healers, love's a balm so sweet,

Mending wounds with touch, ever so discreet.

For the romantics, it's a whispered sigh,

A stolen glance beneath a starlit sky.

For the artists, it's a brush's stroke,

Passion poured on canvas, every heart-felt spoke.

For the playful souls, it's laughter's light,

A spontaneous dance in pale moonlight.

For the poets, it's sonnets penned in dew,

Each verse a testament, forever true.

For the warriors, it's the strength to fight,

Side by side, bathed in love's eternal light.

For the givers, it's a crimson rose,

A token placed where affection softly glows.

For the dreamers, it's whispered desires,

Shared fantasies set ablaze by soul's own fires.

For the adventurers, it's hands that hold,

Through uncharted paths, stories yet untold.

For the writers, it's ink that bleeds with grace,

Weaving tales of love, etched on time's embrace.

But love's truest essence transcends them all,

A sanctuary where vulnerabilities sprawl.

But love's not just a feeling, fleeting, frail,

It's a choice, a promise, weathering every gale.

It's the quiet understanding, unspoken plea,

Two souls entwined, a boundless tapestry.

So let love's symphony play on, untold,

In every touch, every whisper, brave and bold.

It's the dance of forgiveness, a whispered grace,

Embracing flaws, finding beauty in each face.

Love's not singular, a single rhyme,

But a kaleidoscope, vibrant, vast, and sublime.

So let this love song echo, far and near,

In laughter's lilt, in every silent tear.

For love's a tapestry, woven thread by thread,

A masterpiece of hearts, in life's endless tread.