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⋆⋆✮♪♫🎧♫♪✮⋆⋆   A melody echoes in twilight's embrace, majestically unfurls - a symphony of grace. The notes dance alongside the moon, As the stars twinkle, trying to keep up the pace.     Your essence lingers in every chord, My fingers strum of their own accord. The strings of my heart so true, In the song of us, I find only you.     Each verse a portrait, painted with chimes, That captures how you and I rhyme, This rhythm in which you find your place, becomes a timeless melody, in an endless space. Your voice, a beacon in the night, Guiding me through the darkest plight, In tones so loud, you're the sweetest voice, A song of comfort, I hear and rejoice. So let the notes endlessly flow, In the cadence of love, let us grow, For in this song, forever entwined, You and I, a melody divine.   Such goes our tale, our music is the price, To my ears, only your voice feels nice.  ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـ♡ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـ

No introduction or conclusion for this poem. Just read and let me know your thoughts... A life full of yearning, we have lived, Me, my lady and this house of ours. Craving the laughs and the sweet cries, of a little soul that could bless the hours. And that day of immense pleasure came, when the gods bestowed upon us, our wish. With a baby on the way, and smiles on our faces, Each day of longing was a day of bliss. This tiny soul was unknown to me, Yet, I dreamt, and it would lighten me up. I felt a bond so unwavering and strong, I couldn't wait to see it all grown-up. Our happiness grew with the baby bump, Bought dangling mobiles to hang over the crib. Tiny baby shoes and clothes of all kinds, Nappies and a bottle of milk to sip. The day of birth, I could barely contain, My great anxiety and excitement. I could hear the screams, the panting breaths, As I waited for the cries of our infant. The moaning stopped but the cry never came, Fearing the worst, I ran to the room. There she