No need for a compass, no map to unfold,
Love isn't a destination, a story untold.
It blooms in the present, a warmth in my chest,
A smile in your eyes, a place I find rest.

Love whispers in laughter, in moments we share,
In gentle embraces, a comfort so rare.
It lives in the kindness, the way that you see,
The best part of me is reflected in thee.

No distance can sever, no future unknown,
Love's essence surrounds me, wherever I've flown.
For love, my dear love is the air that I breathe,
Wherever I wander, with you, it will weave.
When love is the light you bring

No need for a compass, no map to unfold,
Love isn't a destination, a story untold.
It blooms in the present, a warmth in my chest,
A smile in your eyes, a place I find rest.

Love whispers in laughter, in moments we share,
In gentle embraces, a comfort so rare.
It lives in the kindness, the way that you see,
The best part of me reflected in thee.

No distance can sever, no future unknown,
Love's essence surrounds me, wherever I've flown.
For love, my dear love is the air that I breathe,
Wherever I wander, with you, it will weave.
And love is where I am

If love is still evergreen, a vibrant display,
Though seasons may change, it won't fade away.
Roots run deep and steady, through winter's harsh bite,
Holding strong, a promise, a love taking flight.

Branches, though weathered, reach high to the sun,
Tenderness blossoms, a battle well won.
Memories, like leaves, whisper tales of the past,
But love's vibrant essence will last forever.

New growth emerges, defying the years,
Laughter like springtime, dispelling all fears.
If love is still evergreen, a constant, a friend,
Its beauty endures, until the journey's end.

No storm can disorient, no current can sweep,
When love is the harbor light, guiding us deep.
Waves may crash and thunder, doubts may arise,
But love's steady beacon pierces veiled skies.

A refuge from the storm, a solace so bright,
Guiding weary vessels through the darkest night.
Warmth in the distance, a promise untold,
Love's beacon forever, brave, steady, and bold.

In its shimmering welcome, a haven we find,
A love that endures, forever entwined.
When love is the harbor Light

North guides the lost, south whispers of rest,
But love, my true compass, surpasses the best.
Love shall be my sunrise, painting the dawn,
A fiery passion, a light newly born.

Love, my guiding star in the twilight's embrace,
Guiding me homeward, to a familiar space.
No map can define it, no border confines,
Love's boundless journey, forever entwined.

Eastward with hope, westward with dreams,
Love's compass directs, where my spirit beams.
My love shall be my east and west

A hand-held in darkness, a guiding light's spark,
Not to claim or control, but to leave a soft mark.
Trust is like an open door, a haven to share,
Vulnerability whispered, a love free of care.

Laughter that chases away the shadows of doubt,
Acceptance that blooms, where worries fall out.
Growth that entwines, like branches that climb,
A love that endures, through sunshine and time.

This love, a safe harbor, where dreams can set sail,
Together we'll weather, whatever may prevail.
What we want from this love

Tears, a silent language, a heart overflows,
No words can express the weight that it shows.
A tremble in shoulders, a downturned head,
A sigh that speaks volumes, a sorrow unsaid.

Glistening trails whisper tales yet untold,
Of loss and We Cry longing, a story unfolds.
Wet cheeks, a reflection of burdens unseen,
A silent acceptance, a mournful sheen.

We cry without words, for emotions run deep,
A language of feelings, where secrets can sleep.

Calloused hands softened, a warrior so bold,
Love's touch, a sculptor, a story untold.
Hearts that were hardened, are now open and free,
Love's melody weaving, a sweet harmony.

Lives once in darkness, with love's light imbued,
A garden of kindness where beauty accrued.
Wounds long unhealed, with tenderness sewn,
Love's gentle compassion, a seed that has grown.

Consider love's magic, its vast, potent sway,
The power to mend, and forever to stay.
when we consider what love has done

Hush falls on the banks, snow blankets the shore,
A river whispers secrets, unheard evermore.
Water, a ghost, beneath the icy sheen,
Gurgles and sighs, a melody unseen.

The wind whispers secrets through crystalline trees,
A lonely sonata, on the winter's cold breeze.
The river remembers, dreams of the spring's flow,
But slumbers in silence, beneath the white snow.
From the sound of a snowy river

Like a willow, love bends with each breeze,
Swaying and yielding, yet planted with ease.
Strong roots hold firm, though branches may roam,
Forever entwined, a love finds its home.

Wind whispers secrets, a language untold,
Love dances and listens, brave, patient, and bold.
Through sunshine and storm, it gracefully yields,
A love that endures in life's open fields.
I am sure and still are
Yes, love is a willow in the wind

Neither one of us shall bleed, love's not a cruel knife,
A dance where we wound not, a shared, gentle life.
Honesty's compass, a path clear and true,
Respect is the shield, protecting me and you.

Kindness, a language, in actions it speaks,
Understanding whispers, where silence oft squeaks.
Compromise bridges, where differences meet,
A tapestry woven, a love warm and sweet.

For love's tender touch, soothes and heals all scars,
No weapons or battles, beneath love's gentle stars.
We'll face life together, a united front,
Neither one of us shall bleed, love's a safe, sacred hunt.

Love shall let the light back in, where shadows reside,
A gentle persuasion, a warmth to confide.
Hearts once closed tightly, in fear's icy hold,
Will soften and open, a story unfolds.

Like sunlight in winter, love melts the despair,
Melting the frost, with a love beyond compare.
Tears that once lingered, like crystals so cold,
It will transform into laughter, a story untold.

For love's gentle presence, a beacon so bright,
It chases away the darkness and brings back the light.
In the space, it creates, a haven so kind,
Love lets the light back in, healing the mind.

When love opens the heart, a fortress once strong,
Cracks in the armor, where vulnerability throngs.
No longer a castle, so stoic and cold,
But a welcoming haven, a story untold.

Sunlight streams inward, dispelling the gloom,
Nurturing seeds of kindness, where passion may bloom.
Empathy blossoms, a garden so bright,
Compassion the rain, that makes love take flight.

Vulnerability's strength, a newfound courage,
Connection established, on sacred ground.
For when love opens the heart, a beautiful thing,
It lets the world in and allows itself to sing.

my heart feels
the
yearning of the pines
and
the
calling of
the
Shepard blue sky
at the crack of dawn

One light in my bedroom, a soft, gentle hum,
Cast a warm, honeyed glow, chasing shadows dumb.
Not harsh overhead, but a pool at my side,
Inviting a book, or a thought to confide.

The night holds its vastness, a canvas so deep,
But this little beacon, my solace to keep.
It flickers and dances, a friend in the dark,
Guiding my dreams as they rise like a spark.

In this quiet haven, bathed in golden light,
I find inspiration, to hold me through the night.
One light in my bedroom, a sanctuary made,
Where comfort and wonder, in gentle light, pervade.
Just one light in my bedroom

Love, listen closely, not just to the spoken,
But the silent whispers, the feelings unspoken.
The sigh in the evening, a tear on the cheek,
The space held between words, the things we can't speak.

Hear the rhythm of hearts, in a hand gently placed,
The comfort of silence, a fear gently erased.
In the space between breaths, a love undenied,
A language of glances, where spirits confide.

For love's truest message, transcends spoken sound,
In the depths of emotions, a connection is found.
So listen intently, with openness vast,
Love's whispers are precious, a treasure to last.
Love listen closely

when
the soul is all alone
death creeps in
like an angry stork
before
the
storm

Don't rush love's unfolding, a story untold,
Let feelings take root, 'neath patience of gold.
Like seeds in the darkness, for sunlight, they wait,
Love's blossom unfolds, in its perfect state.

Embrace the first tendrils, a shy, sweet hello,
Gentle discoveries, as emotions all grow.
Shared laughter and secrets, in whispers, confide,
A tapestry woven, where two souls reside.

For love's journey is precious, each step to explore,
The laughter and tears are what hearts yearn for.
So cherish the moments, let passion ignite,
Don't hurry the journey, in love's gentle light.

Love rushed from his heart, a relentless tide,
Swept him off balance, nowhere to hide.
A hurricane force, a drumming in his chest,
A yearning he couldn't suppress or arrest.

Was it her laughter, a melody bright?
Or a glance that ignited his spirit's light?
The world seemed to shimmer, bathed in a new sheen,
Love's wildfire blazed, a passionate scene.

Fear whispered caution, a voice ever shrewd,
But love's relentless current carried him through.
For in that wild rush, a truth came to view,
Love's a force to embrace, daring, and true.

Love brings me shield and sword, a curious blend,
A haven of comfort, a fierce, loyal friend.
The shield, a warm bulwark, from worries that creep,
Your arms wrapped around me, a solace to keep.

The sword, a defender, from shadows that loom,
A strength I find in you, dispelling the gloom.
For love isn't weakness, though gentle it seems,
But a courage that roars, in passionate dreams.

Together we stand, against life's cruel tide,
Your shield by my side, my sword at your side.
Love's armor protects us, a fortress so strong,
Where tenderness thrives, and battles belong.

In hushed tones, beneath the moon's soft gleam,
We whispered the canons, love's whispered theme.
No laws etched in stone, but a vow from the heart,
A promise unspoken, a brand new start.

Respect, a foundation, where trust can reside,
Honesty's pillar, where secrets can hide.
Laughter, the music, that chases away strife,
Kindness, is the compass, guiding our life.

Patience, a blanket, for when storms may blow,
Forgiveness, is the balm, for when spirits run low.
Freedom to blossom, to soar, and to fly,
Yet tethered by love, beneath a shared sky.

These canons we whispered, not etched or confined,
A love self-defined, a beautiful mind.
For love's truest language, in silence is heard,
We whispered the canons, each loving word.

Love walked out in the clearing, bathed in morning's gleam,
No harsh words were spoken, just a silent, fading dream.
A path once well-trodden, now overgrown with weeds,
Memories linger, like wildflowers, where passion once feeds.

Did the sunrise too quickly, or did the chill settle in?
Did whispers turn distant, a love growing thin?
Perhaps a shared silence spoke volumes untold,
A story unfinished, left out in the cold.

The clearing stands empty, a canvas so bare,
Aching with absence, a love beyond repair.
But nature persists, with the strength to renew,
Love may walk onward, but new blooms wait for you.
Then, I spotted a redtail deer

Love is the wind outside the soul, a restless refrain,
A yearning for something, beyond sun and rain.
It whispers of freedom, of wild, open skies,
Of chasing horizons, with love as your prize.

But winds can be gentle, a soft, calming sigh,
Nurturing embers, where dreams learn to fly.
It carries the fragrance, of faraway lands,
Of adventures unfolding, in love's gentle hands.

Though sometimes it howls, with a fury so deep,
Leaving hearts shaken, where emotions can't sleep.
Yet love is the wind, ever-changing and strong,
In its whispers and roars, where we truly belong.

Love is the light from the soul, a gentle, warm glow,
It chases away shadows, wherever we go.
Not a flickering candle, but a fire's embrace,
Guiding us onward, through life's winding maze.

Kindness its fuel, compassion its flame,
It melts icy barriers and whispers a name.
Empathy's touch, a language so bright,
Connecting two spirits, bathed in love's light.

This inner luminescence forever will shine,
A beacon of hope, a divine love.
For love is the light, from the soul's deepest core,
Guiding us ever onward, to what lies in store.
Love is the light from the soul. hallelujah...hallelujah, amen

Light dwells in the cracks, where our armor gives way,
A vulnerability shared.
Imperfections gleaming, not flaws to despise,
But facets that sparkle, beneath tear-filled eyes.

In the brokenness offered, a connection we weave,
A tapestry woven, where hearts can believe.
For within the cracks, empathy finds its hold,
A solace unspoken, a story untold.

Shadows may linger, in corners unseen,
But light finds a passage, a radiant sheen.
The cracks in our souls, where true beauty resides,
Letting love's gentle light, become our guides.

Love is deeper than a rose, though petals may gleam,
A fleeting display, a fading sweet dream.
Love's roots reach far stronger, in fertile soul's ground,
Where trust intertwines, a bond ever-bound.

Storms may rage fierce, and petals may fall,
But love's sturdy branches will weather it all.
Through sunshine and shadow, its essence remains,
A fire that burns steady, defying life's strains.

For love is a tree, with wisdom and grace,
Offering shelter, a comforting space.
Where hearts find their solace, and spirits take flight,
Love's depth is a mystery, a beautiful light.

every leaf
upon
the
ghost white
sycamore tree
possess a soul
seeking truth
from
thee
is
not to perish
from
the earth

Love said that I would fly, on wings strong and true,
Soaring above doubts, bathed in skies of blue.
But fear holds me grounded, a weight on my chest,
Afraid of the falling, the never-ending test.

Love whispers of courage, a fire unseen,
A strength that resides, where dreams have not been.
Maybe a leap of faith is the only way up,
To trust in love's promise, and fill my cup.

With a trembling breath, I'll take to the sky,
Love's hand in mine, as I finally fly.
For love wouldn't lie, with a message so bold,
There's magic in trusting, the story untold.
Only because love said that I could

Love prepares a table, a feast for the soul,
Not with bread and wine, but a story to unfold.
Laughter the music, that fills up the air,
Kindness is the bounty, a love beyond compare.

Worries may linger, like shadows that creep,
But forgiveness is offered, a promise to keep.
Gentle acceptance, a warm, safe embrace,
A refuge from troubles, a comforting space.

Love prepares a table, with grace as its guide,
Where hearts find contentment, forever reside.
No enemies present, just spirits entwined,
Love's table is a haven, for all of mankind.

When our love feels like the stars, a distant delight,
A glimmering promise, in the vastness of night.
Beautiful, boundless, a source of awe,
Yet cold and untouchable, beyond any law.

Do we yearn to reach them, with genuine desire?
Bridge the impossible, set our hearts on fire?
Or gaze in contentment, at their celestial grace,
Knowing their beauty lights up time and space.

Perhaps love's truest essence isn't to hold,
But to cherish the wonder, a story untold.
A guiding light, even from afar,
When our love feels like the stars, forever we are.

When love lay right next to your heart, a steady drum,
A silent companion, dispelling the numb.
Warmth radiating, a comfort so deep,
Like sunlight on meadows, where worries can sleep.

Each breath intertwined, a rhythm so true,
A language unspoken, hearts whispering through.
Laughter a ripple, joy spreading around,
In that space beside you, true happiness is found.

But time, like a river, can sometimes divide,
Leaving an echo, where love once resided.
Yet the memory lingers, a treasure to hold,
The warmth of love's presence is more precious than gold.
Yes, right next to your heart

Spring has arisen in thee, a vibrant sunrise,
Melting the winter that dimmed your bright eyes.
A smile, like a blossom, unfolds to the sun,
Hope's melody bursts forth, a battle well won.

The spirit awakens, from slumber so deep,
A new song is whispered, secrets to keep.
Creativity dances, with colors so bold,
A story unwritten, waiting to unfold.

This springtime within you, a beauty to share,
Infectious laughter, dispelling all care.
Let it bloom ever brighter, a radiant display,
Spring has arisen in thee, lighting the way.

Love shall give it all, a boundless well,
Not just whispered promises, but a heart that can tell.
A hand reaching out, in the dark and the storm,
A refuge, a comfort, keeping spirits warm.

Patience unending, a steady embrace,
Forgiving mistakes, with love's gentle grace.
Sacrifice offered, with no strings attached,
A tapestry woven, where two souls are matched.

Love shall give it all, a boundless decree,
Setting hearts free, for eternity.
In laughter and tears, in silence or fight,
Love's unwavering presence, a beacon so bright.
And love shall give it all

Love is my daily bread, a nourishing core,
Strengthens my spirit, always.
Not a fleeting fancy, a passionate craze,
But a steady companion, through life's winding maze.

Kindness the crust, a warmth I can share,
Compassion is the filling, a burden to bear.
Forgiveness the butter, smoothing all strife,
Laughter the sprinkle, a joyful life.

With each loving bite, my spirit takes flight,
Love's nourishment fuels me, morning, noon, and night.
A simple essential, a need to be fed,
Love is my daily bread, the best kind of bread.

When love makes you glitter, it's more than a shine,
It's a joy that spills over, a warmth so divine.
A lightness in your step, a skip and a sway,
The world seems enchanted, bathed in a new day.

Eyes bright with a secret, a smile never fades,
Humming a melody, love's sweet serenades.
Kindness flows freely, like sunshine so bright,
Inspiring all around you, with radiant light.

For love's gentle touch, polishes your soul,
Making you sparkle, a story untold.
The glitter is real, a magic within,
The magic of love, with the magic to win.
that love makes you glitter

To love her for sure, isn't just butterflies,
It's quiet mornings and shared, knowing smiles.
Respect for her voice, her dreams, and her fears,
A hand to hold steady, drying her tears.

Believing in her, when doubts cloud her way,
Celebrating her triumphs, every day.
Honest communication, a bond ever strong,
Standing beside her, where she truly belongs.

Laughter and comfort, a haven to share,
Love's a deep ember, a fire to care.
So love her for sure, not just fleeting desire,
But with all of your heart, and set her soul on fire.

The storm's fury spent, grey clouds drift away,
Sun peeks through the wreckage, a brand new day.
Bruises may linger, a reminder of strife,
But love's tender hand brings hope back to life.

Broken branches mend, with nature's art,
Withered blooms awaken, with a vibrant new start.
Debris cleared and scattered, a fresh start is made,
Love is the strongest shelter, where hearts are unafraid.

Hand in hand we stand, surveying the scene,
A love that endures, forever evergreen.
Though storms may revisit, their power subdued,
Love after the storm, a stronger love imbued.

Lord, give me these wings I yearn to unfurl,
Not feathers and bone, but a spirit that's world-
Encompassing, soaring on currents unseen,
Beyond earthly burdens, a vibrant green scene.

Grant me the strength to rise above doubt's heavy hold,
To embrace challenges, brave and bold.
Let kindness and hope be the wind in my wings,
Carrying me onward, where joy truly sings.

With faith as my compass, I'll chart a new course,
Through valleys of sorrow, or skies filled with force.
Lord, give me these wings, a spirit to fly,
To touch the heavens, where dreams never die.

Your heart, a locket, a mystery held tight,
Secured by a key, unseen to the light.
Whispers of secrets it keeps safe within,
Stories untold, a treasure unseen.

Do memories echo, in chambers so deeply?
Loves loss and laughter, where emotions do sleep?
Is there a space, yet unclaimed and unknown,
Awaiting a key, to make it its own?

Perhaps I can offer, a key forged with care,
Honesty, trust, and a love we can share.
If your heart's locket finds a fit in its hold,
Love's melody plays, a story untold.
When your heart possesses a key and locket

If her heart almost cherry red, a fiery spark,
Not quite love's crimson, but leaving its mark,
A flicker of interest, a blush on her face,
A hint of desire in this secret space.

Is it a friendship that edges on more?
A yearning unspoken, a question to explore?
Does her laughter hold a teasing delight?
A dance on the borderline, bathed in soft light.

Perhaps time will tell, what the color may be,
If cherry red blossoms, or fades silently.
But for now, the almost, sweet, tender ache,
A heart almost cherry red, for love's sweet sake.

Sun-dappled leaves, a secret space,
Laughter and whispers, a stolen embrace.
A blush on your cheeks, a question in your eyes,
A moment suspended, beneath endless skies.

But courage then faltered, a word left unsaid,
The silence stretched onward, a feeling unfed.
Did your heart yearn too, with a silent decree?
A forever unknown, a missed possibility.

Now only the memory, a bittersweet sting,
What song would we sing if I had kissed you in the garden?
And did you hear them say?

Cracked voice, static whispers, a love incomplete,
A screen shows your smile, but the touch feels like defeat.
Miles stretch like oceans, a lonely expanse,
Words hang in the silence, a love-given chance.

Laughter, once vibrant, sounds thin in the air,
Eyes that once sparkled, a distant, dimmed pair.
Jokes fall flat, stories a hollow refrain,
Love's language is distorted, lost in the digital strain.

Is this all there is, to this love we hold dear?
A pixelated echo, a connection unclear?
Yearning for closeness, a hand to hold tight,
Love hurts on the other side of the phone, in the pale screen's light.
Hello...who is calling?

If thy heart is made of sand, a shifting terrain,
Promises whispered, then scattered like rain.
Would I build on its shores, with castles of dreams?
Knowing the tide rises, erasing love's beams.

Tempting whispers of change, a restless desire,
A yearning for something that sets the soul on fire.
But love built on sand, a foundation so frail,
May crumble to dust, in a love's sudden gale.

Perhaps there's a fortress, with walls strong and true,
Where loyalty echoes, forever and new.
For a heart made of sand, though tempting it seems,
May leave me adrift, lost in love's shattered dreams.
When love reflects an oasis in thy heart
Yet, thy heart made of sand

Love, a sculptor's hand, on my spirit, descends,
Cracking the shell, where my true self transcends.
Hidden colors emerge, a vibrant display,
Where once muted tones held all feelings at bay.

Vulnerability blooms, a rose in the light,
Petals unfurl, fears banished from sight.
Strength I never knew, in me now resides,
A wellspring of courage, love gently confides.

Empathy's touch, a language I speak,
Compassion's embrace, the hurting I seek.
Love's symphony plays, on a grand, open stage,
Unveiling the beauty, of life's vibrant page.
Oh, love, we shall see it in the stars

Love, not with a chisel, but whispers so bright,
Has carved thee from stone, a radiant light.
A heart once a statue, a figure austere,
Now softened by fondness, emotions held dear.

A gaze, like a brushstroke, a tenderness shown,
Melting the ice, where feelings unknown
Had slumbered in darkness, a prisoner's plight.
Laughter, a melody, chasing away the night.

Love's patient devotion, a sculptor unseen,
Has carved from the stoic, a serene beauty.
A spirit awakened, with passion alight,
Love has carved thee from stone, a glorious sight.
A kind love of my own

When your heart turns around, a compass reset,
North may no longer be where you once met.
Unfamiliar feelings, a tremor, a spark,
A yearning awakens, igniting the dark.

Was it a whisper, a glance that held tight?
A melody humming, beneath the pale light?
The world shifts and dances, in hues ever new,
As your heart turns around, with a message for you.

Embrace the unknown, this exciting surprise,
Let go of the past, with love in your eyes.
For hearts that turn around, to a different sunrise,
May discover a love, in a beautiful disguise.
Finally, when your heart turns around

We both shall ask for love, with a hopeful plea,
For trust and for laughter, to set our hearts free.
Vulnerability's touch, a whisper we share,
Unveiling our truths, with a love that we dare.

Will it bring whispered secrets, in the hush of the night?
Or adventures untold, bathed in golden sunlight?
We yearn for a partner, on this grand, winding way,
A hand to hold steady, come what may.

Love's tapestry woven, with threads yet unseen,
A promise unspoken, a vibrant life's scene.
We both shall ask for love, with hearts open wide,
For in giving and sharing, true love shall reside.
Then, we both shall ask of her

If we query love, can answers be found?
In sonnets and lyrics, on love-stricken ground?
Is it logic, a theorem, neatly displayed,
Or a wild, tangled garden, where hearts have all strayed?

Perhaps love's a whisper, a feeling so deep,
A language unspoken, emotions that leap.
A glance that ignites, a hand-held so tight,
Two souls intertwined, bathed in starlight.

For love's not a question, with answers so clear,
But it was a beautiful journey, both joyful and dear.
Embrace the unknown, let your spirit take flight,
Love's a grand mystery, unfolding in light.
Love on her way, if we query love

Not everything we need, in books can reside,
Nor whispered by scholars, with knowledge as a guide.
The greatest truths often, in silence unfold,
In open hearts, and stories untold.

Kindness, a language, all creatures can speak,
Compassion's soft touch, on a tear-stained cheek.
The laughter of children, a symphony bright,
Chasing away shadows, with pure, joyful light.

Curiosity's spark, a fire to ignite,
Guiding us onward, through darkness and night.
For everything we need, to truly belong,
Lives deep in the spirit, where we all sing our song.
In life, everything that we need to know

If our dreams quiver out in the cold,
Nipped by the frost, their stories untold,
Let's gather the embers, a spark we can hold,
And fan them to life, 'gainst the winter's bold.

Weave threads of resilience, a shelter from frost,
Belief's warming blanket, at any cost.
Nurture the flame, though fragile and small,
For even a flicker can conquer it all.

Dreams, like tiny wildflowers, push through the snow,
They rise with the sun, where resilience can grow.
Though winter may linger, its grip will unwind,
Our dreams, reawakened, a new spring we'll find.