Love Comes In Many Forms

Love can be quiet, like a gentle breeze,

Or loud and joyful, bringing hearts to ease.

A smile, a touch, a glance that connects,

In laughter and kindness, it softly reflects.

It can bloom in friendship, or spark in the night,

In whispers and dreams, it feels just right.

With memories woven, in moments we share,

Love grows in the spaces, like fresh evening air.

A hand held in silence, a look that can say,

More than a thousand words could convey.

In letters and pictures, in songs that we sing,

Love dances through seasons, a beautiful thing.

No rules to define it, no limits to find,

Love takes many forms, it’s deep and it’s kind.

In every small heartbeat, in each tender glance,

It’s the magic of life, in our sweetest dance.