Timeless dance

in the realm of time
love stitches moments together
weaving a story 
that transcends the boundaries 
of seconds and hours 
it’s the timeless dance 
of your heart and mine
where every beat echoes 
through the corridors of forever
and each memory becomes a chapter 
etched in the book of eternity
and long after we are gone
from this vast space
our love will remain freely
in the eternal embrace of this moment
defying the hands that attempt 
to measure its depth

Autumn

in the amber glow of autumn 
where leaves whispered secrets 
to the breeze
their love blossomed
like the final hues 
of a setting sun 
she with eyes 
reflecting the warmth of harvest
met him beneath the old oak 
where the air was infused 
with the scent of fallen leaves 
and the promise of forever
lingered upon their lips

Remnants of you

I remember 
the way your laughter 
dances in my mind
like a sweet melody that plays 
long after the music has stopped
I can almost feel 
the warmth of your touch 
as if your fingers still trace 
the contours of my skin
leaving an indelible mark on my soul
and as another sun sets
I close my eyes and find myself chasing
the remnants of you in a gentle breeze
hoping to catch a fleeting whisper 
that carries the essence of your love
back to me

Our love

if you listen closely
you can hear that time
speaks the loudest
when it is at its slowest
I hear the tick-tock
as I hold our love
in the palm of my hands
I close my eyes
and get lost in the moments
we steal from the clock’s grasp
finding eternity in your embrace
and every single second 
here with you
feels like a lifetime to me

Unspoken vow

his touch was a gentle promise
an unspoken vow that ignited 
the dormant embers within her 
softly dancing across her flesh 
with the grace of a poet’s pen
tracing contours and telling stories 
only they understood
she felt his fingers navigate 
the map of her existence
and they etched memories 
onto her soul that would forever 
define their love

The beauty within you

Perfection is an illusion, it makes us believe we have to be like the ones we see online or in magazines. It makes us think that we need likes, follows and shares to feel important and to be seen. It’s a trap to make you think you are less than because you look different than what “society” says we should look like. 

I am flawed, but I am also alive, breathing, and evolving. I embrace my flaws as the fractured fragments that make me whole, for it is in these cracks that the light of resilience and authenticity shines through.

Flaws give texture to the masterpiece that we are. We are masterpieces, just as we are. Don’t ever change your true canvas for anyone. I see you and I see how beautiful you are. Keep shining that beauty.