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Crimson Dreams: Verses of the Cherry Blossom

Have you ever yearned for someone distant, their presence an ethereal caress that never graced your skin, their voice a hushed secret carried only in your dreams? As you gaze upon their image, memories unfurl like delicate petals, and you find yourself recounting the stories of days that danced by in a realm separate from your own. This is a precious gift from my heart to yours, a testament of affection for those who cherish me deeply. Within these pages, I have woven the essence of my soul into poetic verses, a love letter whispered to the cherished cherry blossom that captures my heart. "Crimson Whispers: An Unspoken Ode to the Cherry Blossom" is an intimate collection, a vibrant tapestry of emotion unfettered by spoken words. Through this book, I vow to continue weaving words that paint the portrait of our connection until the day he beholds this tribute to our enduring bond. May these poems immerse you in the tender embrace of unspoken love, as we navigate the realms of yearning and devotion, forever entwined with the eternal allure of the cherry blossom's crimson dreams.

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Unspoken Love

The call arrived unbidden, in an hour unforeseen,

"Tomorrow, love's journey," it conveyed, the words in between.

My heart, a sea of emotions, couldn't find a way to respond,

For a year, in silence, my love had steadily spawned.

He, unaware of this affection, I'd harbored in my chest,

Tears cascaded down my cheeks, my heart, it couldn't wrest.

Softly they moistened my cheeks, like evening's gentle rain,

As in the night's breeze, our warm tears would intertwine.

A love unspoken, hidden away, a secret well retained,

In the quiet depths of the soul, a passion unconstrained.

Tomorrow's vows, they'd echo, in a world he'd not perceive,

Yet in the night's wind, my tender tears, his memory would weave.