TRUE LOVE IS WORTH ITS WEIGHT

In the silent gap where action gently rests, 
Love blooms, a tender, unseen flower’s quest. 
It asks us to shrink, to bend humbly, 
To prune the excess, let the heartstrings mend.

Love’s not a storm of fierce, impassioned cries, 
But a seedling slow to rise underneath watchful eyes. 
With care, its roots reach deep, its leaves unfold, 
A journey from the sprout to love untold.

Upon your heart, this truth forever press:
Love comes in time and soothes fear and stress. 
Forget what you’ve been taught about love before, 
Love is thrilling, yes, but also sometimes shakes the core.

Yet in its challenge lies the sweetest bait, 
For love, that’s true; is worth patient's wait.

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