A dance of colors, a dazzling fray,
The auroras, a sight of pure delight,
A celebration of love, day and night.
Green, pink, purple, and red they glow,
Whispering tales of love, old and new,
A wondrous display of nature's art,
Mirroring the beauty of a loving heart.
Beneath the Northern Lights, love takes flight,
Soaring to heights that know no bound,
A connection that transcends all time,
In the silent language of the night.
The auroras, a symbol of hope and dreams,
Reminding us that love is never what it seems,
It's the sparkle in our eyes, the warmth in our touch,
A force that moves the universe, so much.
So let us dance beneath the Northern Lights,
And feel the power of love's soft sight,
For in this magical, enchanting place,
We find the essence of love's embrace.
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