Epistle

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in realms where roars and sneakers squeak,
a hardwood stage where fates unique,
entwine like threads in tapestries grand,
her ink-stained hand, his heart aflame, command.

she, chronicler of sweat and soaring flight,
with words that paint each victory, each fight.
he, maestro of the ball, a whirlwind's grace,
their souls entwined, yet love finds no embrace.

beneath the stadium's celestial gleam,
silent symphony, a wordless dream.
each dazzling dunk, each poignant line,
a secret language, theirs, and theirs alone to define.

but where the courtside whispers ignite the spark,
words dance with action, a love in the dark.
her pen, a whispered promise, his moves a reply,
a chemistry was born, beneath the painted sky.

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