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

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

Enough

their souls have danced together
intertwined in a love 
that seemed destined for eternity
yet life’s unpredictable waves
led them to different paths
she realized that love 
was not always about possessing
but sometimes about releasing
and with a heavy heart
she knew she had to set him free
letting go of someone you truly love 
is perhaps one of life’s greatest challenges
and she knew  
that she would always carry 
a piece of him within her
and hopefully
that would be enough

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 

Luminous

standing at the window
she reads their love letters
to the universe
an infinite reflection
of who she was
staring back at her
as the colors of the moon
paint a luminous mural
across the room
the thought of him
comes flooding back through her
like it was just yesterday
and the goodbye 
hurts just the same
a promise once made
now 
just a bitter-sweet memory