In the realm of love, where passions ignite,
Amidst the thunderstorm, a tempestuous fight,
My heart, it pulsates, like lightning in the night,
A rollercoaster ride, a stud blunt’s delight.
Love, oh love, a force so divine,
It intertwines souls, like grapes on a vine,
Through highs and lows, it weaves its design,
A dance of emotions, a symphony so fine.
In the darkest of nights, love’s flame burns bright,
Igniting desires, like stars in the sky’s height,
Through stormy weather, it holds us tight,
A shelter, a refuge, in love’s sacred light.
But love, dear love, is not always serene,
It tests our depths to shelter it’s tusks on us.
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