I love romance—
not the lewd kind they show,
but the quiet electricity we hold.
The kind that lingers in accidental touches,
or hides within subtle stares.
The enticing silence of intertwined hands,
that is the kind I cherish.
The love that dances in the forgotten night,
the one that stays longer than days.
-v.
Mar 28
Mar 28, 2026 at 1:06 AM UTC