Love’s Tapestry

In threads of starlight spun with sighs of dawn, Love’s tapestry unfurls, a vibrant mesh.

Where whispered hopes on moonlit breezes yawn, And memories, like embers, softly thresh.

No mortal loom could weave its intricate weave, Where laughter’s gold entwines with tear-stained grey.

Each strand a life, where destinies conceive, A poignant dance where shadows interlay.

Brushstrokes of fury, passion’s crimson stain, Lie nestled ‘gainst forgiveness, cool and pale.

The weft of trust, where secrets find their haven, The warp of doubt, where shadows dare to veil.

Intricate knots of joy, where souls collide, In constellations etched on velvet blue. The scarlet thread of sacrifice, where pride Dissolves, a teardrop shimmering with dew.

Through tangles of despair, love’s thread remains, A lifeline strong, though tempests howl and churn.

It binds the broken, soothes the soul’s domain, A symphony of light where embers burn.

For love’s a tapestry, ever in the making, A vibrant story told on threads of time. With every breath, a knot, a tear, a breaking, A masterpiece composed in heart and rhyme.

So let your fingers trace its textured grain, This woven hymn of every hope and fear.

Love’s tapestry, a universe in vein, Where every tear becomes a shimmering tear.