The canvas of our lives, a year of shades,
Of stormy hues and shadows deeply laid.
But through the tempest, hand in hand we stayed,
Our love a beacon, fear and doubt allayed.

You, my artist, with colors bold and bright,
Painted resilience, bathed our world in light.
Your strokes of courage, turning darkest night,
Into a dawn where hope and love ignited.

My sweetest addiction, your soul, a vibrant hue,
My strongest inspiration, forever seeing you.
There's no mountain high, no challenge we can't subdue.
As long as you are mine, forever and anew.

For you, my love, I'll climb the highest peak,
A loyal guide, the work my heart will speak.
My best friend, my confidante, forever meek,
Whenever you may need me, I will never forsake.

I'll cherish every moment, every whispered phrase,
Your laughter, your tears, the love that softly sways.
Each passing day, my love for you ablaze,
A fire burning brighter in a wondrous haze.

The world may dim, but with you, my love's aflame,
Chasing shadows, whispering your name.
A dream come true, erasing every pain,
My sweetest addiction, forever and again.

I'll hold you close, my love, a tender embrace,
Never letting go, this love with find it's place.
In every sunrise, every moonlit space,
My love for you, a timeless, sacred grace.

The first notes, a hesitant tremolo,
a digital dance, a whispered prelude.
Sensuality, a primal current, surged through the ether,
a perversity born of longing,
a digital playground where passion ignited.

Beyond the flesh, a deeper melody,
emotions entwined, a rich harmony.
Doubts, like minor keys, fears, like dissonant chords,
laid bare in the cadences of candid confessions.

I, your haven, a refuge from life's tempest,
a steadfast anchor in the stormy seas.
My declaration, "You are the woman of my life,"
a soaring crescendo, echoing eternally.

No music can capture the essence,
this symphony born of our shared breath.
Your presence, a timeless rhapsody,
a masterpiece forever unfinished,
played by the stars, a celestial orchestra.

Together, we journey,
a rhythmic duet, through time and space,
composing a love song of infinite variations.
One note, a tender caress, one touch,
a passionate fortissimo, one whispered word,
a pianissimo, a symphony of souls, forever entwined.

There is no end, my love, only brief rests,
a pause between the movements,
a breath before the next crescendo.
For in the harmony of our hearts,
the music plays on, eternally.

In this life, I have had my struggles—
Mankind’s abuse, intolerance, wars, and corruption.
And no different were the personal aspects:
love, home, happiness—
All fleeting, no peace, within or external.

Then, I found you.

At first, I sought tranquility—
An ear to bend, a friendship perhaps.
Yet, you needed serenity, a peace within.
So, it was I who lent the ear, the shoulder, the words of understanding.

In this endeavor, I saw in you a trampled blossom—
Damaged, bent, a bit broken, but not a loss.
You just needed someone, anyone, to care,
To show you the light through the dark.

So, I listened, I nurtured,
Shown light, provided warmth,
Fed you, and caressed the soil with tears,
Until you felt whole again.

To be clear, I didn’t fix you;
I didn’t mold you.
You were whole, you were full of worth.
I only let you see what I see in you.

In turn, you saw me, as I saw you—
Someone discarded on the refuse of life.
Imparted, nay, reciprocated, the kindness you had received,
Knowing that I, like you, lay scarred and injured, but not a loss.

Tranquility and Serenity—
Words often interchanged,
But both have meanings that aren’t quite the same.
For one is peace in your surroundings, and the other is peace from within.

You cannot seek one
Without discovering and embracing the other.
Two sides of the same coin, like Yin and Yang,
Always seeking balance.

You guided me,
Lighting my way through the darkest moments.
I held steadfast, unwavering—the rock you needed,
A new foundation to build upon.

I confess this truth to you,
As you have given both, reciprocal,
As I have given unto you.

Time will tell.
This story has not ended.
It is still being written—
A journey to destinations unknown.

And all because,
I FOUND YOU.

In frigid shadows of a broken vow,
My heart, a prisoner, in silence cries.
Forced to yield, unseen chains bind me now,
Where love's cold absence breeds a storm that sighs.

She walks unburdened, draped in self-made light,
A queen unstained by tears my spirit weeps.
My yearnings mocked, a one-sided plight,
Betrayal's embers where true passion sleeps.

A barren wasteland, where our dreams lay slain,
Hope's fragile bud choked by a loveless rain.
My silent screams unheard, a whispered pain,
Lost in the darkness, love's deceptive chain.

Isolation's grip, a serpent's cold embrace,
Tightens around me, fueled by her cold grace.
I reach out, grasping for a fleeting trace,
Of the love we once shared, now displaced.

Invisible chains bind me to the past,
Memories haunt me, can't escape at last.
Like a ghost, I wander lost, outcast,
Trapped in a love that couldn't ever last.

Each link in the chain is a bitter regret,
Moments lost forever, I can't forget.
I'm shackled to a love I can't reset,
Tangled in a web of love and debt.

The weight of the chains bears down on my soul,
A heavy burden I can't control.
I long to break free, to finally be whole,
But the chains hold tight, taking their toll.

Unseen chains, invisible but strong,
Bind me to a love that's gone so wrong.
I'm trapped in a cycle, where I don't belong,
A prisoner of love's haunting song.

I search for a key to unlock the chains,
To free myself from these loveless pains.
But the chains remain, a reminder of stains,
Of a love lost in sorrowful refrains.

I long for freedom, for release from this plight,
To soar like a bird in the clear, free light.
To break these chains that bind me so tight,
And finally find peace in the still of night.

But until that day comes, I'll endure the pain,
Of living with these unseen chains.
Bound to a love that's left me drained,
Haunted by memories that still remain.

Unseen chains, a burden unseen,
A weight that crushes all my dreams.
But I'll keep on fighting, despite how it seems,
For one day, I'll break free from these loveless schemes.

In memory of the fallen heroes, I stand
A US Marine who bore witness to war's hand
Bravery and sacrifice, are etched in my mind
As I carry the weight of the ones left behind

Medals shine brightly on my chest
But they feel heavy, a constant test
For I did not earn them, not truly
The real heroes are gone, so unruly

Gallantry, Valor, Honor, Hero
These words now feel so hollow
For it was my brothers who truly deserved
To be honored, respected, and preserved

I fought in battles afar, and I survived
While they lay on the battlefield, deprived
Of the chance to come back home
To their families, where they truly belong

I am unworthy of these accolades
For I live, while they lie in their graves
Their memory lives on in my heart
As I carry their legacy, I am never apart

So here lies a US Marine
Proud to have served, yet still unseen
For the real heroes are the ones who fell
Amid the battle, where they dwelled

Rest in peace, my brothers in arms
For you are the true heroes, with all your charms
I will never forget the sacrifices you made
And I will honor you, until my final day.

A whisper of jade, the night descends,
Upon the eastern sky, it lends
A blush, a stain, a crimson hue,
The moon, a pearl, reborn anew.

Not silver bright, but painted red,
As if the heavens themselves had bled.
A carp leaps high, to touch its face,
And finds within, a lonely space.

Chang'e's cold palace, crystal bright,
Reflects the sanguine, eerie light.
No rabbit grinds the jade elixir there,
But shadows dance, and chilling air.

The willow weeps, a spectral green,
Where once a lovers' tryst was seen.
Now only ghosts, with sighs so deep,
Their mournful vigil softly keep.

The Weaver Girl, her loom unbound,
No longer weaves, on sacred ground.
The Milky Way, a river wide,
Keeps her from her love's embrace, denied.

The Magpies fly, a restless flock,
Their cries unheard, upon the rock
Where once they formed a bridge so grand,
Now scattered far, across the land.

The Dragon King, in slumber deep,
Dreams of the pearls, the oceans keep.
He stirs, and clouds begin to swirl,
A crimson tide, the world to whirl.

The Fox spirit, with eyes so sly,
Watches the moon, as moments fly.
She dreams of power, beauty's grace,
And human hearts, she longs to chase.

The Mountain spirits, old and wise,
Observe the scene, with knowing eyes.
They've seen the moon in shades of white,
And crimson red, in darkest night.

They've seen the rise and fall of kings,
The joys and sorrows, time it brings.
They've seen the love that knows no end,
And broken hearts, that cannot mend.

The Crimson Moon, a silent guide,
Across the heavens, it does ride.
A witness to the tales untold,
Of heroes brave, and spirits bold.

The wind it sighs, a mournful tune,
Beneath the gaze of Crimson Moon.
A lonely beauty, stark and grand,
Across this mystical, ancient land.

The stars they dim, before its might,
Lost in the crimson, eerie light.
A painted scroll, across the sky,
Where legends live, and stories lie.

The moon hangs heavy, low and red,
As if the very heavens bled.
A potent symbol, dark and deep,
While mortals dream, and secrets sleep.

The night grows old, the moon descends,
Its crimson glow, at last, it lends
To dawn's embrace, a fading hue,
Until it rises, once anew.

And in its light, we see again,
The magic, myth, and lore of men.
The Crimson Moon, a timeless tale,
Of love and loss, that will not fail.

Is it the silence that stretches between us,
a chasm carved by unspoken words?
Or the echo of arguments,
reverberating in the empty spaces we inhabit?

Did the rhythm of our lives fall out of sync,
when the new job demanded more than just time?
Or when the baby arrived,
and sleep became a forgotten luxury?

Does the weight of the world,
press down so heavily on your shoulders,
that there's no room left for me?
Or is it my own anxieties,
that build walls between our hearts?

Have we grown in different directions,
like branches reaching for sunlight,
oblivious to the roots entwined beneath the soil?
Or has the fire of intimacy dwindled,
leaving only embers of what once burned bright?

Are there needs I haven't acknowledged,
a yearning for something I can't quite name?
Or is it a weariness of the soul,
a longing for a peace I cannot find?

Could the shadows of depression,
or the whispers of anxiety,
be clouding your perception of our love?
Or is it simply the mundane,
the everyday grind that dulls the senses?

Is this distance a temporary detour,
a bump in the road we can overcome together?
Or a signpost,
pointing towards separate paths?

Is Valentine's Day just a reminder,
of the closeness we once shared?
Or an opportunity,
to rekindle the flame that flickers low?

Is love a constant,
or a fragile bloom,
requiring constant care and attention?
Or is it a choice,
a daily decision to stay,
even when the road gets rough?

And the ultimate question,
hanging heavy in the air tonight,
as the scent of roses mingles with uncertainty:
is this love worth fighting for?

I saw you from a distance
A beauty with an eye for art
A talent that drew me to you
An interest to know, not hold
I knew this was a distance I needed to close

Captivated by your presence
Learning of your past
The pain and anxiety
Of broken hearts and trust
Kindred spirits with tales of betrayal

We shared this pain
Both broken and abandoned
Was it destiny or fate?
Console each other we did
And with this, a new chapter begins

The walls started to crumble
For me and her
As the friendship grew, I fumbled with feelings
Respect and kindness, mutually given
Stirring a dormant passion, long thought extinct

She didn’t know, I tried to hide it
The volcano of emotions coming to life
Once again, my heart started to pound
Stuck in my throat, silence from my mouth.
Confusion took root, creating self-doubt

I took a step back, a break to discover
Stomach in knots, and introspective look
Love for a friend had been sparked
A fire in my heart had been stoked.
20 years of cold, and now a new warmth

She seems to like me
Though I question why
She seems to love me, I love her more
As she opens my heart, as she opens mine
My words seem to flow as our love grows

I am not handsome, I am not rich
I am honest, I am kind
I have wisdom from my world of pain
But she seems to love me, and I know not why
As questions go unanswered, She says she is mine.

How did I get so lucky, I ponder
This beauty who loves a beast
Self-doubt and worth are heavy in my thoughts
And I pose the question to her
What did I do to deserve her?

Generations apart
Was I born too early
Was she born too late
Love is love, and age but a number
What did I do to deserve her?

Her answer quells my curiosity
Astonishment of a young beauty
Wise beyond her years
My words, my kindness sparked her flame
But it was my respect and actions that fueled the fire

She claims me, forever she says
I claim her, ‘til the end of time
We acknowledge our faults
Aspirations and dreams
Nothing is perfect, but we will sustain

A loving couple lost in each other
Longing and yearning for the one that completes us
Heals our heart, mends our soul
She is my greatest love
And I am hers.

Dedicated to the woman I love
I still don’t deserve you but am happy you chose me

Beneath this stone, a light once shone,
A son laid down, the battles won.
In tender arms, a dream to hold,
A mother's heart, forever cold.

Though time may pass and shadows creep,
In memories bright, your spirit keeps.
Each whispered word, each silent prayer,
In every tear, you linger there.

No path more cruel than this we tread,
For parents mourn the child who’s fled.
Yet love remains, a guiding light,
In darkest hours, your soul takes flight.

So here we stand, our hearts entwined,
In grief, in love, forever bind.
Though life's cruel twist has sought to part,
You live forever in our heart.

Dawn breaks, too early, a hollow sound,
My sleep undone, on restless ground.
Your absence echoes, a constant ache,
Each waking moment, for your sake.

I tried to push, to feel the cold,
Of silence given, a story told.
But fear outweighs, a lonely dread,
That you are lost, words left unsaid.

Your Whispered Truths, I hold them tight,
Against the shadows of the night.
My mind spins tales, of what might be,
Then trust prevails, you'll come to me.

Our pasts entwined, a fragile grace,
A bond we formed, in time and space.
A reason hides, behind the veil,
Let not that reason, make us fail.

You are my world, my beating core,
Without your light, I'm nothing more.
A fading breath, a darkened sky,
A broken heart, where dreams all die.

I seek to lift, to bring you cheer,
But distance breeds, a rising fear.
My words descend, to somber tone,
A heavy weight, I bear alone.

My love persists, a burning flame,
This ride we share, beyond all blame.
First touch, first kiss, a future bright,
Awaits us still, in morning's light.

I'll wait, I'll write, I'll hold you near,
Until you speak, and banish fear.
Please, let me know, what holds you fast,
Let this dark silence, be the last.

Each day a letter, sent with care,
A silent plea, upon the air.
If you desire, I'll walk away,
Just speak the word, and end this day.

a chipped porcelain doll
on a velvet swing
(one eye staring blankly
at the chandelier dust)

a whispered promise
in a room full of smoke
and cheap perfume
(a hand clutching a wilted rose)

chalk outlines of angels
on a dance floor sticky
with spilled champagne
(laughter echoing hollowly
like a broken metronome)

a bride in black lace
a groom with eyes like ice
(a ceremony performed
by a marionette priest)

the ***** wheezes a dirge
masquerading as a love song
(a chorus of whispers:
"cut the cake, cut the ties,
cut the cord to reality")

confetti of regrets
falling like ash
on a forgotten dream
(a photograph torn in half,
one piece smoldering)

a masquerade ball
where everyone wears
the same mask of happiness
(a single tear escapes,
tracing a path through the paint)

the clinking of glasses
a symphony of unspoken lies
(a toast to the future,
built on foundations of sand)

a heart-shaped box
filled with broken promises
and moth-eaten memories
(a child's drawing of a sun
hidden beneath the debris)

a silent scream
trapped in a gilded cage
(a bird beating its wings
against the bars of expectation)

a love story rewritten
with ink that bleeds
and words that twist
(a fairytale turned nightmare,
a happily ever after
left on the cutting room floor)

the scent of decay
mingling with the sweetness
of artificial flowers
(a wedding cake left to rot,
a symbol of love gone sour)

a chorus of disapproval
humming beneath the surface
of polite conversation
(a family portrait fractured,
the pieces scattered like leaves)

a single spotlight
illuminating the emptiness
of a hollow victory
(a crown of thorns,
a throne of lies)

a Whisper in the Dark:
"I write sins, not tragedies"
(but the ink stains the soul,
and the tragedies unfold
in the silence that follows).

In the stillness of the night,
Underneath a blanket of stars,
I find myself lost in thoughts of you,
Aching for your presence from afar.

The distance between us feels infinite,
Yet I feel your spirit close to mine,
Whispering sweet nothings in the wind,
Reminding me of the love we intertwine.

As I gaze up at the starry sky,
I am reminded of how vast the universe is,
And yet how small and insignificant I feel,
Without you here to share in its bliss.

I remember the last time we were together,
The way your eyes sparkled like the stars above,
How your laughter filled the room with joy,
And how my heart swelled with love.

But now you are miles away,
And all I have are memories to hold onto,
I find myself crying in the darkness,
Longing for your touch to see me through.

But in the quiet of the night,
I have a revelation so clear,
No matter the distance that divides us,
My love for you will always be near.

I pledge my devotion to you,
Across the expanse of time and space,
For you are the beat of my heart,
The light in my darkest days.

In the hush of darkness, beneath the starry gaze,
I find solace in the echo of your voice,
Across distance vast, my heart still ablaze,
Longing for the warmth of your embrace, my choice.

I find solace in the thought of you,
And the thought of us together again,
Building a future filled with love and laughter,
Where every moment is worth the pain.

Each night I wander through the midnight sky,
Gazing at the twinkling stars so far above,
Their light a reminder of our love's sweet lullaby,
As I whisper to the heavens all about my love.

So as I lie beneath the starry night,
Missing you with all my might,
I know that our love will endure,
Through every trial and every fright.

Tears fall freely like raindrops in the night,
Mingling with the gentle breeze's soft caress,
Aching for your presence, yearning for your sight,
In these moments of solitude, I confess.

For in the distance that separates us,
I find strength in our connection,
And with each passing day,
I know that our love will be a resurrection.

A devotion unyielding, a flame that burns bright,
An epiphany in every whispered prayer I send,
For in this distance, amidst the silent night,
I find strength in a love that will never end.

So let the night sky be our guide,
And the stars our witnesses,
As we navigate this long distance,
And emerge stronger from its mysteriousness.

Oh, how my heart aches with each breath I take,
With memories of our passion etched deep within,
Yet in this longing, a bond we cannot break,
As we dance together under starlight's gentle kin.

In the end, we will be reunited,
And our love will be brighter than any star,
For in the stillness of the night,
I know that you are never too far.

In the darkness of the night, beneath the weeping sky,
Whispers in the rain, a love that never dies.
Age difference divides us, a worry in our hearts,
Apprehensive of the future, unsure where to start.

Like ships sailing in a storm, our souls intertwined,
Chaos and uncertainty, our love defined.
But amid tears, in the pouring rain,
We found solace in each other, during pain.

The clouds above us, heavy with sorrow,
But our love, a ray of light, a hopeful tomorrow.
Memories of laughter, of joy and of love,
A bond so strong, it fits us like a glove.

The sea of life, ever-changing and vast,
But with you by my side, the storm will not last.
Soulmates in the darkness, shining bright as day,
Our love transcends all, come what may.

Each drop of rain, a symbol of our tears,
Yet each rainbow that follows, dispels all fears.
Your inner beauty, a light in the dark,
A beacon of hope, a delicate spark.

I am older, you are young,
But age is just a number, our love is strong.
Fear not the difference, worry not the time,
For our souls are entwined, in rhythm and rhyme.

I may be gray, you may be gold,
But together we make a love story untold.
Passion flows like the rain, wild and free,
In the whispers of the night, you are my melody.

In the silence of the storm, we find peace,
In the rhythm of the rain, our worries cease.
Happiness like a wave, crashing on the shore,
In your arms, I find solace, forevermore.

So let the rain fall, let the sky cry,
For in your arms, I find my paradise.
Whispers in the rain, a love that never dies,
Soulmates in the darkness, under weeping skies.

The night's deep well, where Whispers of a Silent Heart reside,
On silken winds, a phantom dance, where secrets softly glide.
My silent heart, a jade-clasped box, each thrum a muted strain,
Time, like thick honey, slowly drips, a sorrow's gentle rain.

Shadows on papered walls now bloom, with memories' faint trace,
Lost dreams, like plum blossoms, swept from a forgotten vase.
A single star, through clouded panes, a fragile hope's thin gleam,
While the world, in breathless hush, awaits the dawn's first beam.

A sigh, like rustling bamboo leaves, stirs tender thoughts anew,
Wrapped in the warmth of solitude, where only truths accrue.
The heart, a silkworm's hidden thread, its softest sighs impart,
Whispers of a Silent Heart, a world held deep apart.

In quietude, a lotus pool, where unseen depths unfold,
A universe of solitude, in stories yet untold.
My painted brow, a furrowed line, reflects the moon's pale light,
Whispers of a Silent Heart, alone in fading night.

A tickle on the back of my neck,
the hairs on end,
the grip on my heart,
the butterflies in my stomach,
the knots within;
telling me,
You are the one.

A glimpse in the periphery,
a shadow in the corner,
the warmth of breath,
the scent on the wind;
telling me,
You are near.

Moist lips upon mine,
a lingering taste,
a familiarity,
an intensity in my heart,
the rhythm deafening;
telling me,
I am in love.

The world shifts,
a kaleidoscope of senses,
a sudden clarity.

The ordinary becomes extraordinary,
the mundane, magic.

A silent understanding,
a language spoken without words,
a connection forged in the depths.

The pull of gravity,
a force undeniable,
a surrender to the inevitable.

A dance of souls,
a symphony of emotions,
a tapestry woven with light.

The fear,
the vulnerability,
the exquisite joy.

A fragile bloom,
a delicate unfolding,
a revelation.

The world fades away,
only you remain,
a beacon in the darkness.

A whisper of destiny,
a promise unspoken,
a truth revealed.

The heart recognizes its home,
the soul finds its counterpart,
the journey begins.

A moment suspended in time,
an eternity captured in a glance,
a love discovered.

As night descends and stars softly gleam above,
Weaving dreams in the tapestry of our hearts,
She comforts me, a beacon in the dark,
A kindred spirit, in whom I find solace.
Her gentle touch, a soothing, soft caress,
Chasing shadows, bringing happiness.

Once, it was I who soothed her restless soul,
Now the roles have reversed, a sweet exchange.
In this dance of whispers and tender embraces,
We discover the true essence of our bond.
A silent language spoken heart to heart,
A masterpiece where souls play every part.

Kissed by moonlight, our souls intertwined,
A new beginning unfolds before our eyes.
In loving oneself, we find strength and grace,
A symphony born of passion and self-love's embrace.
No longer bound by fear or self-doubt's chain,
We rise above, where true love will remain.

Laughter echoes through the chambers of our hearts,
A melody of joyfulness that knows no bounds.
In being ourselves, we find completeness within,
An interconnectedness that transcends time and space.
Our spirits soar on wings of pure delight,
Bathed in the glow of love's ethereal light.

So let us dance in the realm of dreams and love,
In this sacred union where we are truly free.
Embracing each moment with hope in our eyes,
We write a romance that defies all expectations.
A tapestry of moments, precious and rare,
A love story beyond compare.

And as the dawn breaks, painting skies anew,
Our love remains, steadfast and ever true.
Through whispered dreams and starlit, soft embrace,
We find our haven, a tranquil, loving space.
Forever bound by an unbreakable tie,
Our love will flourish, reaching for the sky.

Ebony and ivory.
Intermixed clefs.
A landscape of sound.
Not paint, but vibration.
Stories woven in air.

Imagination ignited.
Tales spun from silence.
Love, a melody repeated.
Swooning, a chord held long.

Emotions, a full spectrum.
Darkness, a low rumble.
Light, a high trill.
Hard, a percussive strike.
Soft, a gentle sustain.

Symphonies, vast and sprawling.
Rhapsodies, wild and free.
Logic, a precise sequence.
Mathematics, a hidden structure.

A language without words.
Universal, no translation needed.
Across every boundary.
No wall can hold it back.

Species, all ears attuned.
Culture, a shared experience.
A resonance that binds us.
A bridge built of notes.

Eighty-eight keys.
Eighty-eight possibilities.
Each a doorway.
Each a journey.

From the quietest whisper.
To the loudest roar.
A universe contained.
In the space between.

A heartbeat in rhythm.
A breath in harmony.
The soul expressed.
Pure, unadulterated.

No need for explanation.
No need for justification.
Just the sound.
And the feeling it evokes.

A timeless current.
Flowing through us all.
A language of the heart.
Eighty-eight keys, infinite feeling.

1-**  Wood
The tender shoots emerge, unfurling slowly,
A vibrant tapestry against the soft earth.
Raindrops cling like tiny, glistening jewels,
Reflecting the nascent light of early spring.
Within these Whispers of the Green, my heart resides,
A quiet yearning mirroring nature's gentle push.
Each unfurling leaf, a breath of hopeful air,
Carries the unspoken longing I feel for you.
The world awakens, and my thoughts drift your way.

The breeze stirs softly through the budding trees,
A rustling murmur like secrets being shared.
Birdsong weaves a delicate, airy melody,
Filling the spaces with vibrant, fleeting sound.
And in these Whispers of the Green, I hear your absence,
A subtle silence where your voice should be.
The vibrant life around me feels incomplete,
Until your presence graces this verdant scene.

The garden path, still damp from the night's rain,
Winds through the burgeoning life in quiet grace.
Each new bloom a fragile, hopeful offering,
A testament to nature's patient, steady hand.
Yet in these Whispers of the Green, a deeper echo sounds,
A longing for your footsteps beside my own.
The beauty of the spring only sharpens the void,
A quiet solitude amidst the vibrant growth.

The sky above, a canvas of pale, hopeful blue,
Stretches endlessly, a boundless, open space.
Clouds drift lazily, like thoughts unburdened,
Across the vastness of the awakening day.
These gentle Whispers of the Green carry my desire,
A silent message on the soft and fragrant air.
The spring unfolds, a promise of sweet return,
And in its verdant heart, my longing waits.

In dreams, she appears, a vision so bright,
A gentle touch that sets my soul alight.
Her laughter echoes, filling up the night,
We dance in fields where stars take flight.

Kisses sweet as honey, moments divine,
In her arms, true love's path I find.
A new beginning, our spirits entwined,
In self-love's embrace, pure and kind.

She makes my heart sing with joyfulness untold,
A melody of passion that cannot be controlled.
In every kiss exchanged, our connection bold,
In being ourselves, our love will never grow cold.

Like a playful symphony of dreams come alive,
We twirl through life, hand in hand we strive.
To cherish each moment and the love we derive,
In the beauty of us, forever we'll survive.

Through sun-kissed days and moonlit, starry skies,
Our love's a garden where true feeling lies.
With tender whispers and heart-to-heart replies,
Our bond strengthens, as time gently flies.

No shadows linger, no doubts take their hold,
Just pure affection, a story to be told.
In this sweet haven, our spirits grow bold,
A love like ours, more precious than gold.

Sapling, a fragile reaching,
towards the sun's insistent call.
Woods cradle the tender green,
leaves unfurling, a soft whisper
against the rough bark.
Greenery spills, a vibrant stain
on the earth's dark canvas.
Roots, tenacious fingers, grasping,
anchoring, a silent conversation
with the soil's hidden depths.

Branches, arms outstretched,
a latticework of shadows,
sheltering secrets whispered
on the wind's breath.
Timber, the heartwood's strength,
a testament to time endured,
seasons weathered, storms survived.
Forest, a living tapestry, woven
with rustling leaves and silent growth.

Leaves, a symphony of color,
shifting with the sun's slow dance.
Gold, crimson, a fiery farewell
before the quiet sleep of winter.
The cycle continues, a rhythm
unfolding, a timeless ballet
of life and death.

Sunlight, a golden cascade,
filtering through the canopy's embrace.
Each ray a promise, a whisper
of renewal, of warmth, of life.
Roots, a tangled embrace,
drawing strength from the earth's core.
Branches, reaching for the heavens,
a silent plea, a quiet prayer.

Twilight descends, a hush falls,
the tree stands sentinel, guardian
of whispered dreams, secrets held
in the rustling leaves.
Forest's heart beats softly,
a symphony of whispers, a chorus
of life, a testament to time.
Timber's strength, roots' embrace,
leaves' gentle sigh, a story told
in the language of the woods.

Whispers of the night,
Raindrops dance on rooftops low,
Dreams drift in the hush.

In the quiet embrace of the vast sky,
A tapestry of white floats gently,
Puffs of vapor, soft as a whisper,
Beneath the sun's golden gaze, they linger.

Mists arise, ethereal and delicate,
Shaping and reshaping, a restless dance,
A blanket of dreams stretched across the blue,
Each fold a story, untold but felt.

Amidst the sky, a billow takes form,
A congregation of thoughts, light and heavy,
Swarming like ideas in the mind's eye,
Connecting, dispersing, then gathering again.

Thunderheads emerge, dark and powerful,
Foreboding yet beautiful in their grandeur,
A nebulous promise of rain to come,
Teasing the earth with a distant echo.

Cumulus clouds drift, sculpted by winds,
Gentle giants, casting shadows below,
They mirror our fleeting moments of joy,
A reminder of time, swiftly passing, yet still.

Each cloud a vessel of possibility,
Carrying whispers from far-off lands,
A gallery of shapes, unique and fleeting,
Chasing the light, forever changing.

In the soft twilight, they blush and fade,
Colors igniting the world in soft hues,
Mundane becomes magical in their presence,
Embracing the stillness of a moment held.

As night falls, they dissolve into dreams,
While stars peek through, twinkling like thoughts,
The clouds' memory lingers in our hearts,
An endless voyage through the infinite sky.

In the beginning there you were,
a particle,
like me,
oppositely charged,
making our attraction a foregone conclusion.

Your resonance,
in harmony with my quantum fingerprint,
a symphony of the stars,
pulsing,
vibrating,
in concert with one another.

Two particles entangled,
always aware at a subatomic level
of the other,
even light-years apart.

A connection that spans infinite distance,
breaks the barriers of time and space,
where the wormholes of the cosmos
weave the fabric of dimensional reality.

And all along,
that particle,
your soul,
was always the one that I felt.

Eternal.

A flicker in the void,
a shared frequency,
a silent understanding.

No need for words,
no need for touch,
just the knowing.

A dance of subatomic forces,
a ballet of light and shadow,
a cosmic embrace.

The universe whispers our names,
the galaxies spin our story,
the nebulae paint our portrait.

We are fragments of a whole,
reunited,
reborn.

A constant,
a truth,
an unbroken thread.

Through collapsing stars and nascent worlds,
through the birth of planets and the death of suns,
we remain.

A silent promise,
a cosmic echo,
a love that transcends all.

No beginning,
no end,
just the infinite now.

A particle,
a soul,
forever.

I tried to show you,
But I think you don’t know
Through my red eyes
You don’t know, I couldn’t tell you

Then like a fragrance on the wind,
Flowers in bloom,
My heart pounds like it’s in a cage
And when I see you, I feel like I may cry

Time passes, sands that standstill
My heart in my throat
I realize what is happening
Something I tried so hard not to let happen

You have become something precious to me
Why?
I dream, and it’s of you
Why?

Tell me, why do I feel the way I do?
How did this happen, I tried, thought I was careful
Not only for my sake, but yours as well
As I don’t want to be hurt any more than I want to hurt someone

But I fell for you, I did
Why?  I could give a thousand reasons, any one would suffice
Then the unexpected, you fell for me
Why?  I didn’t plan this, I didn’t see this

Why do I love you?  Does it need to be defined?
The only thing that is of note, is that I do; with everything I have.
Why do you love me?  Again, it doesn’t require an answer.
It is what it is; you love me, I love you.

We will be together for years,
Loving each other endlessly, unconditionally, forever
Does the question need to be answered – no.
The only answers are to the only questions that mean anything.

Do you love me?  Always and Forever.
Will you marry me?  Yes, what took you so long?
And do you take me, faults and all, to cherish and love forever as husband and wife?
Which will always be a resounding, “YES”

In the windmills of my mind
Lies a battle yet to be defined
A constant struggle between heart and mind
Love's challenge, should I tilt or should I withdraw

The windmills turn, creak, and groan
From the force of emotions unknown
Should I take the plunge, embrace the unknown
Or retreat and keep my heart stone

Like a ship caught in a storm
I toss and turn, my thoughts forlorn
Should I let love's flame burn bright
Or douse it out, retreat into the night

The windmills of my mind spin round
A carousel of emotions, leaving me bound
To the whims of love's fickle hand
Should I stay or should I withstand

The winds of change blow fierce and strong
As I navigate the path of right and wrong
Should I follow my heart's sweet song
Or cut ties, bid love so long

The windmills turn, a never-ending dance
Of love's sweet seduction, leaving me in a trance
Should I surrender to its tempting call
Or build walls, protect my heart's fragile wall

The windmills of my mind whisper and sigh
A symphony of doubts, fears, and why
Should I risk it all for love's sweet embrace
Or play it safe, protect my heart's delicate grace

The windmills of my mind
A labyrinth of choices, intertwined
Love's challenge, should I tilt or should I withdraw
Only time will tell, the answer I shall unearth and draw

WITHOUT YOU,
I find it hard to breathe
I find it hard to dream
I find my heart aches
I find myself awake

WITHOUT YOU,
My life has no purpose
My life seems colorless
My life is void of emotion
My life is full of commotion

WITHOUT YOU,
I wonder of what could be
I wonder of who I would be
I wonder how I should act
I see in the mirror my stoic façade crack

But I realize, though not near
I am with you, in my mind, in my heart
You are not far, but not near
Distant city, but close enough
I need to go, to the one I love

WITH YOU,
My life has meaning
My worries fleeting
My heart sings so loud
My spirit is amongst the clouds

WITH YOU,
I do not wish to leave
I can finally breathe
My heart aches no more
I feel my wings as my soul soars

WITH YOU,
My love is so true
No longer am I blue
Undying devotion
There is no more commotion

I. Moonlit Shadows, Whispered Name

Xiǎo bái lóng, a name soft on the ear,
She dances 'neath the moon, banishing all fear.
Petals, like snow, from her fingertips flow,
A gentle breeze stirs, where soft laughter will grow.
Dawn's tender hue, the twilight's fading grace,
Her laughter etched, in time and shadowed space.
A spirit kind, with dragon's heart so bold,
Fierce yet gentle, a story to be told.

II. Plum Blossoms in the Storm's Waking Dream

The world's weight borne, on shoulders blooming bright,
Like plum blossoms, in the storm's fading light.
Resilient strength, in adversity's harsh reign,
Pain turned to art, a beauty born of pain.
Though shadows creep, and darkness fills the air,
She stands unbowed, with courage beyond compare.

III. Lotus Blooms in Rain's Gentle Aftermath

After soft rain, the lotus finds its grace,
Roots in the mud, it turns to light's embrace.
Each petal speaks, of journeys long and deep,
Survival's beauty, secrets it will keep.
Through currents soft, and edges sharp and keen,
Her own true path, a tranquil, vibrant scene.

IV. Spark of Hope, in Time's Woven Thread

A spark she is, in darkness' deepest hold,
A golden thread, in time's grand, ancient fold.
Each heartbeat's rhythm, hope's enduring light,
A gentle glow, dispelling darkest night.
Xiǎo bái lóng, her spirit's radiant fire,
Compassion's rivers, quenching all desire.

V. Starlight Gaze, Dawn's Gentle Teaching

Her laughter's echo, a sweet, lingering sound,
Deep, knowing eyes, where ancient stars are found.
A smile, a bridge, to dawn's warm, golden ray,
Teaching gentle strength, along life's winding way.
Resilience's grace, and beauty's vibrant art,
The exquisite joy, that lives within the heart.

VI. Treasured Moments, Forever Blooming True

In her sweet presence, moments turn to gold,
A treasure found, a story to unfold.
Wrapped in her spirit, forever blooming fair,
Xiǎo bái lóng, a beauty beyond compare.

You are the lighthouse in the tempest's roar,
A steadfast beacon when hope seems to pour
From empty vessels. Your light, a warm embrace,
Dispels the shadows, leaves no vacant space.

In depths of doubt, when skies are overcast,
Your love, a refuge, where solace is cast.
With you as anchor, I weather any sea,
Your strength, a current that pulls me to thee.

Your touch, a whisper, soft as summer rain,
Erases worries, stills the aching pain.
In your eyes, galaxies of comfort reside,
A universe of love, where I can abide.

Through shifting sands and life's relentless tide,
Our love, a fortress, where souls abide.
Unwavering, steadfast, a promise kept,
In your heart's embrace, my spirit is swept.