Planted and unmoving in this love that is divine,
Your love is a seed in the soil of my heart,
Our stems spliced as one, hybrid fruits yet to impart.
At the core, emotional vines intertwine,
Your love lies at the root of mine.
Deep within the seed grows where emotions entwine,
In the garden of feelings fragile blossoms uncurl,
Purple petals of passion with care slowly unfurl
Tenderness grows and as the vine ever winds,
around your heart, nourishment in love it finds.
A love story written on every leaf a line.
Through seasons of joy and storms of strife,
The root of your love sustains my life.
In every sunrise and moonlit shine,
Yours, forever, at the root of mine.

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