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Symphony of Souls
An Ode to the Unseen Muse
Do you harbor doubts of your unrivaled grace,
The most celestial woman in the realms unseen?
Do you question the moment our souls embraced,
Through the written word, the bridge between?
When your voice caressed my ear, can you deny,
That the very essence of my world transformed?
Do you doubt your presence in my deepest thoughts,
As the grandest day in history’s pages formed?
Unsure of who you are, my muse unseen?
The one who conquers time with whispers, soft and low,
A woman who shatters barriers, invisible as she speaks,
I’m lost in the unknown, to your enchantment I bow.
As if you’re my first love, none before you exist,
My life begins anew, past memories replaced,
You are my haven, your warmth transcends the distance,
Like a nightingale, by your melody, I am graced.
Do you doubt that you reside within my soul,
That from your essence, I stole the fiery spark?
And ignited the most ardent of my passions,
A rose, a gemstone, a fragrance, leaving its mark.
