Your name is a whisper that lingers in air, a prayer in the silence, soft and rare. You move like a melody I’ve always known, a rhythm that lives in my heart alone. You are more than beauty than eyes can see, your peace in a world that won’t let me be. Your laughter that heals without making a sound, your roots when I drifted too far from the ground. When life wore me down and the nights felt cold, you showed me a love, both gentle and bold. Not just the fire that burns and fades, but the kind that stays, the kind that Stays. You love in a way that steadies the soul, no just in pieces you love me hole. You find the light in the cracks hide, and wrap your arms around my pride. You don’t ask for poems, or grand displays, you show up and quiet, constant ways. Like coffee at Dawn, or hands that stay near, like holding my fears without any fear. With you, I’ve learned that love takes time it’s in the pauses, the climb, the rhythm. It’s not perfect, but with you, it’s true, and every day, I choose us, and you. So here’s my vow, inverse, and in tone my heart is your shelter, your permanent home. And if all I can offer, is this soul and a pen, I’ll write you and Stardust again and again.
Drop a thought-someone out there needs your spark