In the garden of dreams, where roses bloom,
Love whispers softly, dispelling the gloom.
Yet in the shadows, pain quietly lies,
With every heartbeat, a silent cry.

Embraces warm, like a summer’s breeze,
Yet hidden thorns bring us to our knees.
In the dance of hearts, both joy and sorrow,
Love and pain, our souls they borrow.

A kiss of bliss, a tear of despair,
Interwoven threads, a delicate snare.
In love’s embrace, we find our way,
Through night and day, come what may.

For every smile, a tear may fall,
Yet still we rise, we give our all.
Love and pain, forever entwined,
In the tapestry of life, both maligned and kind.