‘Love’ - Poem and Song by MAdoK958 Copyright © 2025 MAdoK958 suno.com/@madok958 Love is not a word; it is the spark that turns silence into music. It is not a touch; it is the thread stitching two hearts into one. It is not a glance; it is the map leading us to hidden truths. Love is not a fire; it is the warmth that lingers long after the flames. It is not an ending; it is the echo that carries us into forever. Love is not a word, (it lingers, it lingers) It is the spark that turns silence into music. The quiet hum beneath, the notes you never knew you heard. It is not a touch, (it binds, it binds) It is the thread stitching two hearts into one. Unseen, yet pulling tighter, the seams that hold us close. Love is not the fire, (it stays, it stays) It is the warmth long after the flames. Not the ending, but the echo, the echo carrying us into forever. Love is not a glance, (it guides, it guides) It is the map, the compass etched inside, leading us to truths we hid, the ones we could not say. Love is not the fire, (it stays, it stays) It is the warmth long after the flames. Not the ending, but the echo, the echo carrying us into forever. And if you reach, you’ll find it— not in words, not in sparks, but in the quiet moments, the thread, the map, the warmth. Love never fades, it folds, it shapes, it carries on, it carries on. Love is not the fire, (it stays, it stays) It is the warmth long after the flames. Not the ending, but the echo, the echo carrying us into forever. It carries us, (it lingers, it lingers) It carries us, (it stays, it stays) Into forever.
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