In the quiet corners of our souls,
Love blooms like a secret garden,
In the tender touch of morning light,
It whispers a story, soft and golden.

Your love is a gentle breeze,
That sweeps across my weary heart,
It brings peace in moments of chaos,
And warmth when we are far apart.

With every glance, you paint my world,
In hues of hope and endless dreams,
Love’s poetry, in silent words,
Flows like rivers, in moonlit streams.

So here we stand, two hearts entwined,
In a dance of time, so pure and true,
Rupi Kaur’s love, a timeless rhyme,
Forever, I’ll belong to you.