In the tapestry of love, a tale unfolds,
Of a woman's heart, where true love moulds.
She seeks a man, not just a fleeting flame,
But one who weaves respect into love's sweet game.
A woman loves a man who cares,
Whose tender touch, her burdens bear.
Yet in that care, a balance finds its place,
Respecting her essence, with a gentle grace.
For in the dance of love, a rhythm rare,
Is found in spaces, where each has air.
She yearns for a love that's not confined,
Where trust and freedom beautifully bind.
A man who understands the silent plea,
To grant her space, like a wild, untamed sea.
Not a caged bird, but soaring high,
In the vast expanse of an endless sky.
Respect becomes the cornerstone,
In the love they build, where seeds are sown.
Her privacy cherished, a sacred domain,
In love's sanctuary, where hearts remain.
Should the paths of love diverge and part,
She yearns for understanding, not a wounded heart.
A man who trusts, even when ties may sever,
Not maligning her character, a love so clever.
In the tapestry of love, they find their way,
Navigating storms, come what may.
For a woman loves a man with a heart so true,
Built on respect, trust, and love anew.
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