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S(HE)


He asked for her hand on a beautiful day,
And she said yes since she felt the same way,
Already being close friends,
They became unbreakable as lovers.


Their meeting was the work of destiny,
On to bountiful years of journey,
Each day passed without his company,
With his voice soothing her like a symphony.


Each second seemed like a year,
Losing him was her biggest fear,
She wanted to relive each memory of theirs,
She came to realize how love was such a magical force.


They were on either sides of the world,
With so many dreams on hold.
Even though they were miles apart,
They were invincibly connected by heart.


Her eyes were longing to see him smile,
Her hands longed to feel his touch at least for a while,
Her lips wanted a pair to rest on,
And she yearned for his shoulder to lean on.


They took a step into a new life,
And he said with pride, she was his wife.
From then on, his family became hers,
New relationships bloomed like flowers.


She caressed him like a mother,
And advised like a father,
Fought endlessly like a sister,
He knew he was not alone, any further.


He took her hand into his,
And plunged into a world of bliss,
There was no sign of life at all,
It was just him and her after all.

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