you drift
through the contours
of my mind
haunting my senses
with the memory
of what could have been
your presence lingers
yet remains intangible
eluding my grasp
like a fleeting dream at dawn
it’s as though we exist
in different dimensions
could it be
that we are merely souls
passing through each other’s lives
destined to brush closely
but never intertwine
or is there more
to our beautiful love story
True love is limitless. ❤️
It sure is ❤
“could it be… ” the ways of dreams we always say.
beautiful 🤍
Thank you so much, you’re so kind 🤍
my pleasure 🤍
Bellissimo, My Dear, Bellissimo! I’m putting my hope and belief in your last lines:
“or is there more
to our beautiful love story”
Loved this!!! 😊💖🌹
Thank you so much. Love is so many things all at once…🌹💕
Oh my! I think you have confessed the secret to love?? Love is different when seen from each of the 360 degrees available.
I think there is a poem for you to write, My Dear! 360 degrees of Love? Maybe! LOL
😊💕🌹
I’ll take that title and see what I can come up with…. Thanks, Chuck ❤
Oooh…love ‘contours of my mind’. Beautiful write, clever CC 🙂
Ryan! It’s so nice to see you here! I hope you’re well. Thank you so much! 🙂
How beautiful is this!!!!! Love it
Aww, thank you, beautiful friend!
You are so welcome!
Yes! I’ve asked myself these very questions. Maybe love sometimes isn’t for this lifetime.
Ahh, yes, maybe so