My Dearest Dear
In every beat my heart begins to play, A gentle song that grows with every day. No grand design, no stars aligned above, Just simple, quiet, never-ending love. You are the warmth when winter winds blow cold, The hand I reach for, and the hand I hold. So on this day, let just one truth be clear: You are my heart, my joy, my dearest dear. From morning light until the moon is high, You are the spark that lights my velvet sky. No need for gifts or treasures made of gold, Just having you is all my arms can hold.
Ин шеър аз ҷониби нейросеть навишта шудааст. Онро нусхабардорӣ кунед, мубодила кунед, дар кортҳо ё нутқҳо истифода баред — он комилан ройгон ва аз они шумост.
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