Through time's embrace, in echoes soft and sweet,
Where hills of healing waters gently meet,
There blooms a town, a whisper on the breeze,
Where lovers dance beneath the ancient trees.
Eureka Springs, adorned in light and lace,
Bathed in hues by candlelight on his face.
The Victorians, with laughter, hearts unchained,
In verse and jest, their sweet affections reigned.
With tender hands, they wove their love’s embrace,
In cards they penned with artful, heartfelt grace.
A box of chocolates, shaped in heart’s design,
A bloom once pressed, now love’s eternal sign.
Yet long before their revels graced the land,
A man of faith with steadfast heart did stand.
Brave Valentinus, robed in love’s decree,
Defied a king, that hearts might yet be free.
In darkness deep, he prayed, and light was found,
A miracle in love, so pure, profound.
His final words, a note in sorrow’s hand,
"From your dear Valentine," his last command.
The years have passed, yet still his name remains,
As love endures through time’s unyielding chains.
So take thy hand and craft with lace and thread,
Let words be inked where truest hearts are led.
For love is not the gift one merely buys,
But rather shines in thoughtful hands and eyes.
This year, let heart and hand entwine as one,
And weave a love never to be undone.
Happy Valentine's Day!❤️
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