In the golden calm of winter
where the whisper of the wind is a song,
the silence embraces us with its tenderness,
weaving in the air a magic mantle.
The snow dances softly on the horizon,
sacred silence that invites us to feel,
the heartbeat of the soul is a mountain,
that in stillness lets us exist.
Our hearts melt in embrace,
like honey that sweetens the grey,
in every beat, in every step,
the flames of feverish love are kindled.
Emotions float like stars,
in the clear sky, in its splendour,
and in every glance there are beautiful promises,
an eternal reflection of our ardour.
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