a single breath
held a universe of hope
and as she exhaled
her wish took flight
a delicate feather
carried by the breeze
soaring through the night
carrying her deepest desires
into the infinite unknown
hoping that someday
their paths will cross again
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Fleeting dream
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
Liquid Pearls
*Photo is my own photography*
the raindrops
like liquid pearls
tiptoed upon the petals
forming tiny glistening orbs
that clung to the delicate surface
the flower now adorned
with these celestial jewels
seemed to come to life
shimmering with a newfound radiance
Passing Ships
in the quiet corners of my heart
I kept a flame burning
a tender light
that belonged solely to you
it danced and flickered
casting shadows of hope
across the walls of my soul
illuminating a path
for only you and I
but in your words
I felt a distance
a reflection of a love
not quite the same
it was as if our hearts
were ships passing in the night
destined for different shores
and I guess the hardest part
of this is learning to accept
that not all loves are the same
Time
here with you
time loses its grip
and moments stretch into infinity
leaving a trail of memories
that shimmer like stardust
each heartbeat
becomes a symphony
resonating through the vast expanse
of the universe
and love weaves its narrative
into the fabric of eternity
Flesh and bones
I want to meet
the sound of your breath
as it fills an empty room
and listen to the stories
that you hold inside
within every exhale
to feel the weight
of your words
quietly settle inside
the depths of my flesh and bones
and wait to be scattered
upon these pages
Weathered Bench
*Photo is my own*
time stretches
like a fragile thread
as I sit alone
on this weathered bench
in these moments
of suspended existence
I find myself caught
between the past and present
the ticking of the clock
becomes a resounding echo
amplifying the echoes
of my thoughts
each second
a drop in the hourglass
falls with a measured cadence
and I wait patiently
for the arrival of that someone
who promises
to breathe life into my silence
Ink and paper
in the realm of ink and paper
I seek solace in the rhythm
as the thoughts slowly find
the tips of my fingers
with words as my palette
and metaphors as my guide
I embark on a journey
where love and poetry meet
like a gentle breeze
on a summer’s eve
love softly whispers its tune
caressing the depths of my soul
I dip my quill in passion’s ink
and let the verses flow
it’s there I see you
upon these empty pages
and as the breath of life
passes through my layers
pieces of you
of me
of us
will be forever written
inside this heartbeat of mine
Hollow spaces
the gentle touch
of your hand
and the warmth
of your embrace
still lingers upon my skin
like phantom whispers
haunting the hollow spaces
that still live within
I close my eyes and surrender
to the tide of emotions
that wash over me
as I long for your voice
to dance upon my ears once more
time a relentless thief
has taken you away
and what we once shared
echoes in the silence
of the tears I cry
until we meet again
I’ll hold on to
to those small pieces
of your memory
and pray the universe
will answer my silent plea
Delicate ink
in the faded pages
of this old book
memories danced
in delicate ink
within those worn lines
the scent of a forgotten summer
hung in the air
mingling with the crisp pages
every turn revealed pieces
of a life once lived
etching the essence of existence
onto blank paper
it cradled whispered secrets
and the echoes of a soul
reaching for the infinite
and as the story unfolds
its final page beckons
reminding me
to savor the present
for it too shall become
just another memory
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