Two souls dancing around one another,
Two lights sparked amidst the void.
A lonely night of conversation
Always leads to something more.

Two souls laughing into the morning,
Eyes heavy from stories told.
Sleepy voices, intimately quiet,
Moving closer to escape the cold.

Two souls being pulled together,
By gravity, it would seem-
A heavenly feeling yearned from the ether,
But forever is not guaranteed.

Two souls in a window,
My mental image now unclear.
Never would she have thought
She'd leave his soul right there.

Two souls in a helix,
Unaware of their demise.
I envy their old delusion
I can no longer conjure with a knowing mind.

I won’t claim space  
you haven't softly opened,  
but in the gentle breath  
between silence and sound,  
I remain

Not as a shadow lingering  
nor a ghost from yesterday,  
but as someone who always saw you,  
clearly, tenderly,  
even when your heart feared  
what it meant to be truly known.

I know your quiet battles,  
the way you fear losing control,  
how it aches to reveal yourself,  
to step from shadow into light,  
uncertain if anyone could truly hold  
the weight and wonder of your soul.

I've seen you craft careful armor,  
watched you dance on edges of yourself  
longing to be witnessed,  
yet afraid the world  
might look too deeply,  
or not closely enough.

But I saw.

I saw the trembling courage  
behind every hesitant smile,  
the hidden poetry you wrote  
with whispered breaths,  
the strength in softness  
you thought went unnoticed.

I witnessed your silent bravery
the quiet way you loved,  
the gentle way you tried,  
the powerful beauty  
in simply showing up,  
even when you felt unseen.