Nathan Motta

Twirling Swirls

Nathan Motta


Your laughter, a melody in the air
A sound that banished all despair
In the canvas of night, a portrait unfurls
Brushstrokes of destiny, twirling swirls

The dance of butterflies, within our core
As we ventured into the unknown shore
Hand in hand, destiny's road we tread
A journey of love, where dreams are bred

That first meeting, a cherished frame
In the gallery of memories, it became
A chapter written in the book of we
A tale of love, boundless and free

The dance of butterflies, within our core
As we ventured into the unknown shore
Hand in hand, destiny's road we tread
A journey of love, where dreams are bred