In the tapestry of twilight, Diwali’s dance,
A symphony of lights, a lover’s trance.
The moonlit night, a canvas aglow,
Her presence, the spark, in love’s tableau.

Igniting diyas, like the warmth in her eyes,
A festival of love beneath starry skies.
Crackling fireworks echo our delight,
In her arms, the world feels just right.

Rangoli patterns, a kaleidoscope of hues,
Mirroring the spectrum of love we choose.
Each step on petals, a promise anew,
In the labyrinth of love, forever true.

Crystals of rangoli, reflecting our dreams,
In love’s embrace, where eternity gleams.
Diyas flicker, a dance of shadows and glow,
Her laughter, the melody that love bestows.

Sweets exchanged, like sweet words we share,
Love’s sweetness permeates the air.
Laxmi’s blessings, in her tender touch,
A wealth of love that means so much.

The glow of candles, a flicker in her smile,
A celebration of love, mile after mile.
Firecrackers burst, like hearts in elation,
In our Diwali of love, a timeless sensation.

Ganesha’s grace in her gentle stride,
Removing obstacles, love as our guide.
In the moonlit glow, our stories unfold,
A love story more precious than gold.

Beneath the canopy of constellations, we twirl,
Like Diwali lamps, our love begins to unfurl.
A sari of silk, adorned with starlight,
She’s the Diwali eve, a captivating sight.

The moon, a witness to our whispered vows,
As we share moments, beneath night’s drows.
Like firecrackers, love bursts into the sky,
A kaleidoscope of emotions, soaring high.

Savoring sweets, our love’s indulgent treat,
In every bite, a memory sweet.
A feast of feelings, our hearts entwined,
Diwali’s magic in every love-defined.

Through the intricate mehndi on her palm,
Our love’s story, is an enchanting psalm.
A sparkler’s trail, like our journey’s trace,
In the vast expanse of love’s embrace.

Amidst the sparkle, the laughter, the cheer,
Her love is the Diwali we hold dear.
A festival of hearts, a radiant sight,
In the luminous magic of our shared night.

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