In the whisper of the wind, I caught a tale,
Of tears he weaves, a sorrowful trail.
Yet, I yearn for your laughter to bloom,
A perennial garden, in joy to consume.
Perhaps herein lies love's truest guise,
A spectrum vast, where sincerity lies.
He claims affection, his words sincere,
Yet, my heart echoes with a different cheer.
He engages in battles, fierce and wild,
Yet, my quill stays calm, my verses mild.
In the tapestry of joy, we both may weave,
Yet, the hues I choose, love's secret to retrieve.
For a smile amidst joy, so effortlessly cast,
Outshines the sun, a moment unsurpassed.
In the symphony of tears and joy's sweet song,
A smile amid tears, love's melody strong.
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