Each breath

it’s like the sun 
catching the ocean at dawn
just a brief glint of warmth 
where I thought only shadows would linger 
in a crowded world
where moments drift like passing ships 
there’s this thought of you 
anchored quietly in my mind
it’s where you exist
just between each breath
and where I hope you’ll stay
long after the last one

Pieces of her

pieces of her 
scattered into the universe
like stars torn from the night sky
each fragment
a whisper of who she once was
drifts quietly among galaxies 
some shimmer softly in the distance 
while others burn brightly
leaving trails of light in the infinite dark 
and though she is temporary
the universe knows her name 
weaving her fragments 
into its endless story 
piece by piece 
breath by breath

Storyteller

with her ink upon these pages
verses flow like whispers
carrying the scars that she hides
through her poetry
the world comes alive
every line a window into her soul
every letter a heartbeat
her story unfolds
not in the bounds of prose
but in the delicate dance
of meter and metaphor
painting emotions more vividly
than any narrative ever could
and in the end
the poem itself becomes the storyteller
a timeless echo of her life

Awakening within

your fingers linger at the edges
stirring warmth beneath the surface
awakening a quiet hum 
that spreads in waves
the rhythm is gentle 
yet it pulls me in
coaxing my body to respond
to arch into the subtle invitation
time stretches with every brush
every stroke until the air itself 
seems to thrum 
with the unspoken tension 
between touch and longing

Rainy Days

oh how these rainy days
remind me of you
where the warmth of your smile
feels like home
your lavender words
are a sweet love poem
that replays in my mind
and the touch of your fingers
gently trace the worn edges
of my soul
in that very moment
you stole pieces of my existence
and tucked them away
in a million different places
inside the universe
for only you and I

Pieces of you

losing someone special 
is like the sky losing its brightest star
the world continues to turn
but the light is dimmer
and the nights are longer
your absence echoes 
in every familiar place
a quiet reminder of a love 
that lingers in the spaces 
they once filled
time slowly moves forward
but a piece of their heart stays behind
holding onto the moments we once shared

Summer Days

on long summer days
when the sun lingers 
like a warm embrace
love feels infinite
its gentle touch is like the breeze 
that dances on my skin 
every glance and whisper 
seems to stretch forever 
melding into the slow rhythm 
of the season 
love becomes a sun-drenched promise 
where moments are endless 
basking in the eternal warmth 
of each other’s presence