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How does the sound of light appear, If silence suddenly could hear? Perhaps like gold on ocean waves, Or dawn inside forgotten caves. Maybe it sings through autumn trees, A silver hymn upon the breeze. A fragile echo, soft and bright, The hidden pulse beneath all light. I heard it once in someone’s laugh, A warmth that split my soul in half. A quiet spark, a tender fire, Awakening each lost desire. And since that day I understand, Not every song is made by hand. Some melodies are born above… The sound of light, the voice of love.
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Summer in You - POEM

Summer in You

There is a season in you
that never fades—
a sun that warms my shadows
even when skies grow pale.

You carry the scent of wild fields
and the hush of waves
that kiss the shore
as if it were sacred.

When you speak,
it’s like wind brushing my skin—
gentle,
but enough to stir everything
that sleeps within me.

Your laughter—
it’s the echo of barefoot mornings
and melted sorbet evenings,
sweet,
and impossible to forget.

Even in winter’s grasp,
I close my eyes
and find myself there—
wrapped in the light
that only comes
from the summer in you.

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