(A Romantic Poem — The Boy and The Girl)

[Boy’s Voice]

In the soft hush of the evening sky,
When the stars start whispering their lullaby,
I see your face among the clouds of gold,
A story of love that never gets old.
Your laughter dances in my veins,
A melody washing away my pains,
And every time the moonlight gleams,
I find you waiting inside my dreams.

You came like rain in my barren night,
Filling my darkness with drops of light,
And every touch, so tender, so pure,
Made my wounded heart finally sure.
I wasn’t born just to breathe or roam,
But to find in you my heart’s true home,
In your eyes I found the universe unfold,
A promise written in hues of bold.

[Girl’s Voice]
I saw him first in the morning mist,
The kind of face poets can’t resist,
Eyes that spoke of unspoken fears,
And a smile that could silence tears.
He walked like the wind, untamed, free,
Yet something in him belonged to me.
I didn’t ask for forever that day,
But his soul brushed mine in a gentle way.

He didn’t speak — he didn’t need to,
His silence said more than words could do,
The world around us softly spun,
And I knew my life had just begun.
Every heartbeat whispered his name,
In every breath, I felt the same.
Love wasn’t thunder, nor a flame’s art —
It was him, quietly stealing my heart.

[Boy’s Voice]
We met beneath that willow tree,
Where secrets lived and hearts ran free,
I remember her hand brushing mine,
The sun pausing just to shine.
The world blurred — only her remained,
My wild soul gently chained.
Her hair kissed the wind, her eyes the sea,
And I whispered, “You’re my destiny.”

She smiled — shy, yet strong,
As if she’d waited for me all along.
That moment carved itself in time,
Turning ordinary air sublime.
Every step we took after that day,
Made life bloom in a fragrant way.
And love — not loud, but deep and clear,
Turned every silence into something dear.

[Girl’s Voice]
He spoke of dreams and distant skies,
Of chasing stars with fearless eyes,
He told me how he feared the rain,
Yet danced beneath it to hide his pain.
I saw in him a boy so true,
Broken, yes — but beautifully too.
So I held his heart with tender care,
Promising silently, “I’ll always be there.”

Love wasn’t easy — we had our fights,
Dark days that dimmed our brightest lights.
But even then, in the storm’s loud cry,
His hand in mine would never deny.
We learned that love’s not always neat,
It’s raw, it’s messy, but still sweet.
It’s holding on when the world lets go,
It’s whispering yes when you’re told no.

[Together]
We walked through sunsets, through midnight calls,
Through laughter’s rise and sorrow’s falls.
We built our world on trust and flame,
And time could never break our name.
For love like ours, rare and real,
Isn’t about what you say or feel,
It’s about souls that recognize their own,
And promise, “You’ll never be alone.”

[Boy’s Voice]
I still recall her in the rain,
Running barefoot, calling my name,
Her laughter spilling, soft and wide,
Echoing like waves against my side.
She turned, her face a sunrise hue,
And all I saw was endless you.
I fell, not once, but every day,
In newer, deeper, truer ways.

She taught me patience, peace, and grace,
A quiet smile, a warm embrace.
With her, I learned to love the flaws,
To trust the silence between the pause.
Every scar I carried, every fear,
Faded each time she drew me near.
And in her eyes, I found my place,
A universe — her heart, my space.

[Girl’s Voice]
He wasn’t perfect — no one is,
But love isn’t found in flawless bliss.
It’s in the way he held my hand,
When I could barely understand.
It’s how he waited, how he cared,
How every storm he gently shared.
He made me laugh when tears would flow,
He saw the light in me below.

I told him once beneath the sky,
“If ever I leave, I’ll still be by.”
He smiled and said, “I’d still wait too,
For love like this — there’s nothing new.”
And I knew then, no matter the miles,
We’d meet again through fate’s soft smiles.
For even if the stars would fall,
Our love would outshine them all.

[Together — Final Verse]
Years will fade and seasons turn,
But hearts like ours forever burn.
We may grow old, but not apart,
For love has built one beating heart.
The boy, the girl — two worlds aligned,
A thousand storms, yet still entwined.
In dreams, in dawns, in every hue,
Our souls repeat, “I love you.”

So let the poets write our song,
Of love that’s patient, fierce, and strong.
Of laughter shared and tears once shed,
Of promises whispered, never dead.
Because in the end, when words are few,
There’s just one truth, forever true —
He was hers, and she was his,
And that, dear world, is what love is.