Embers
Perhaps one evening, when the blue hour has fallen like a soft cloak over our shoulders, we will find ourselves in that quiet center, the sacred hinge between day and night where breath takes the shape of prayer.
The collection
30 Days of You
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Remembered
And still, in rare quiet evenings, I feel you like fading perfume, a tender ache under my ribs, a gift I could not keep, a love unheld, yet once real.
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Luna
You are the quiet moon, Luna you speak little, but each word turns the earth beneath me.
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Whatever This Is
And so I let it be. No forcing the current, no rushing the sun. Just one day, then another, on and on, until whatever this is becomes what it’s meant to be.
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I Smile For You
I smile for you, because love, when it’s true, is stronger than loud thunder, gentler than falling leaves, patient as the deep roots, clinging to mountain’s dark heart.
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Rain and Remembrance
Now, only the echo of you remains in the steam, rising like a ghost that refuses to forget the flavor of our mornings.
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What Mends
Your pretty smile is a hush beneath thunder, a gentle harbor in the stresses of man’s days. The world shouts, breaks, and tumbles – but you, you are the smile that mends it.
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Love
In your name, I have traveled the deserts of longing, the mountains of joy, and the valleys of despair. And yet, I would walk them all again just to feel the brush of your hand in mine.
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Too Late
You resist, but you will remember me with each fallen leaf, each brittle crack beneath your feet. You will see me in the dying light, in the shadows that stretch too long, and you will wish you had held on tighter.