Within your essence ππΈπΌ
It's funny how we are mostly blind, always looking but never seeing, gazing at the mysteries of the galaxies but rarely unravelling its majesty encoded in your beauty, they say lightning never strikes the same place twice so how is it that everytime we lock eyes my heart is struck with a bolt I'm sure is from a star... I'm good with words but these times they divorce my mouth and I hope the silence is kind enough to connect our hearts , shout out those which words can barely echo, let them carry the sounds of pure springs on smooth pebbles and chirping sparrows and make it an alarm for every morning we wake up in each other's arms, coz I know they're not soul ties from lust but my soul taking notes on how to give love, coz the purity in your essence deserves only after we've tied the knot... and both our souls agree that for nought risk I'll know you not ...so this here is not a lust poem but a secret song of admiration,whispers through the seams of the dark