Real love
Love, a treasure we often chase,
But true love is patient and full of grace.
It's not about the fleeting fire's blaze,
But the everlasting flame that stays.
For real love stands the test of time,
A bond that grows, sublime and prime.
It's in the moments, big and small,
That true love blossoms, embracing all.
Through stormy days and darkest nights,
Real love remains, shining bright.
It's a gentle touch, a tender gaze,
A love that lasts through changing days.
In real love, we learn to trust,
Built on foundations, strong and just.
It's not about perfection, you see,
But accepting flaws, and setting hearts free.
With each passing day, love deepens still,
As two souls merge, a union to fulfill.
It's a dance of compromise and care,
A love that flourishes, beyond compare.
So let us seek, this love that's real,
A commitment, true and ideal.
For in the arms of love that last,
We find a home, where happiness is cast.
Real love endures, through joyful tears,
A love that lasts, throughout the years.
In its embrace, we find comfort and peace,
A love that's everlasting, never to cease.
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