In a quiet chamber, lamp aglow, I faced a genie, my heart aflutter, so. With one wish left, my spirit sighed, For dreams and hopes I couldn't hide. A wish, a longing, deep within, To mend a heart, where love had been. I never thought I'd wish for this, To mend a love I sorely miss. The genie's eyes, a mystic gleam, He asked, "What's in your secret dream?" I pondered long, my heart afloat, On love's sweet note, I'd cast my vote. "I wish for love," I whispered low, "A love that's pure and bound to grow. A love that's endless, just like the sea, A love to set my spirit free." The genie grinned, a playful glance, His mystic powers in a cosmic dance. With swirling smoke and sparks of light, He wove my wish into the night. Then, in a moment, my heart did soar, For love arrived at my heart's door. A love that's boundless, truly divine, A love that's yours, forever thine. With each new sunrise, our love would bloom, In gardens of joy, dispelling gloom. A wish fulfilled, a love so grand, United souls in this enchanted land. The title, my dear, would aptly be, "Whispers of Love," for all to see. A tale of wishes and love's sweet song, In this enchanting journey, lifelong.