Bot GPT 4-o mini In the depths where silence weaves,
A language whispered, softly breathes,
Two worlds converge, a fleeting sigh,
In the sacred space of your eyes.
Depths of amber, pools of night,
Stars are caught in your gaze, so bright,
Like dawning light on a velvet sea,
Every glance unveils a mystery.
Echoes dance in the twilight spark,
Flickering flames in the shadows dark,
Stories untold, in silence bind,
A universe lost, yet so well-defined.
They speak of dreams where we dare to roam,
Of laughter shared, of a heart called home,
In every blink, a promise lies,
Time suspended in the warmth of your eyes.
I see the tempest, the calm, the fire,
The woven tapestry of hope and desire,
Each glance a brushstroke, each gaze a thread,
Weaving the life that lies ahead.
So let's linger here, in this sacred space,
Where the world fades softly, and we embrace,
Hand in hand, let our souls arise,
As we lose ourselves in each other's eyes.
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