In the Quiet Moments
In the quiet moments, when the world fades away,
We find solace in stillness, where our hearts softly sway.
The morning sun spills golden light across the floor,
As we linger in the warmth, wanting nothing more.
Fingers intertwined, a gentle, tender clasp,
Each heartbeat echoes softly in the silence that we grasp.
The aroma of coffee dances in the air,
As we sip from mismatched mugs, unhurried and rare.
The soft rustle of pages in a well-loved book,
Your laughter rings like music, with every stolen look.
In shared smiles and knowing glances, time stands still,
The world outside dissolves; it's just us and our will.
With every quiet sigh, we weave a secret thread,
A tapestry of whispers, of words we never said.
In the comfort of your presence, I feel completely whole,
For in these silent moments, you embrace my soul.
As the day fades gently into hues of twilight,
We nestle in the shadows, hearts aglow with light.
Each moment spent together is a treasure to hold dear,
In the quiet, we find love—our haven, ever near.
So let the world rush on, in its busy, frantic chase,
For in the quiet moments, I've found my sacred space.
With you, I've learned that love is not just loud and bright,
But lives in soft exchanges, in the stillness of the night.
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Whispers of the Soul
PoetryIn "Whispers of the Soul," the poet invites readers on an intimate journey through the intricacies of human emotion and experience. This collection captures the delicate balance of joy and sorrow, love and loss, solitude and connection. Each poem se...
