A whisper of snow on the morning air,
Soft as a dream, tender and rare.
A love so pure, untouched by time,
Chiming like bells, a sacred rhyme.
It paints the world in shades of light,
A gentle glow, serene and bright.
Each flake a kiss, each gust a sigh,
A bond unbroken beneath the sky.
No shadows linger, no doubts remain,
Only the stillness after the rain.
In white, we find a sacred grace,
A boundless love in an endless space.
Like winter's hush, it softly stays,
Guiding hearts through life's long maze.
White love, eternal, steadfast, true,
A quiet promise in the hue.
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