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.