Getting to Know You
I wandered through the garden of words,
where silence blossomed into meaning,
and every feathered phrase
longed to find the page.
And then — I saw you.
A quiet light between shadows,
a voice I had not known,
yet one my soul remembered.
Your gaze became a language,
your silence, a song,
and the world fell away
when your smile found mine.
I remember the day
we sat and watched the sun dissolve,
the horizon brushed in whispers of gold.
Your hand touched mine —
a spark so soft, yet endless in promise.
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Your eyes met mine,
a universe unfolded in silence.
Time held its breath,
and love wrote its first stanza between us.
My heart skipped a beat
before it began to thunder,
each rhythm calling your name,
as though the stars themselves conspired
to echo the secret I could no longer hide.
My eyes drifted to your lips.
I battled with emotions,
longing and fear entwined.
But you noticed —
you leaned closer,
your breath trembling against mine,
a whisper away from surrender.
I searched your gaze
before our lips interlocked,
and the world dissolved —
no sun, no stars,
only the fire we kindled
in that eternal kiss.
I felt you give yourself to me
through that kiss.
Your body trembled —
a language without words,
a vow spoken in touch.
And in that trembling closeness,
I knew —
you were mine,
and I was yours.
