2-** Fire

I look into her beautiful brown eyes,
and see a depth of soul revealed.
The brushstrokes of her past, a quiet language.
Sunlight catches the shades of amber,
blinking away secrets of the night.
She wakes and looks into my own—
a simple, jade-green stone in a stream.
And I wonder what she sees when she looks.

I feel her pain as if it were my own.
But the spark in her eyes remains.
A love that lives in a place of quiet sorrow.
It is not for me to know the beginning of the hurt,
only to stand on the mountain with her.
To feel, without judgment, the tears she holds back.
Her soul is a world I am blessed to be a part of.
I see her life, and I feel her worth.

I look at the woman of immense emotions.
So fragile, so soft, so tender.
And yet, so strong, so resilient, so independent.
I watch as specks of gold light up when she smiles,
the flicker of wonder at a simple thing.
The intensity of her stare when she catches me watching.
I see the faint glimmer of who she was,
who she is, who she chooses to be.

My soul is bound to hers.
The spark in her eyes is my reason for living.
I cannot read her thoughts, but I know her heart.
I am on this shore, a constant observer.
I feel her pain, but I see her worth.
My love is a testament to this journey.
And through her eyes, I do not just look.
I live.

2-02 Fire
Desert blooms, a rose unfolds,
Winds howl, ice and snow descend.
Greyed hair, weathered skin appears,
Jade eyes pierce, a veil is drawn.
Fragrance drifts, on chilling air,
Two hearts beat, a tender touch.
Head rests soft, on aged chest,
Land of fire, and ice entwined.

She, a soul of strength, through trials passed,
Ember and Jade Embrace begins anew.
Hurt and betrayed, yet love remains,
Aloof at times, when love is true.
A rose in bloom, a steadfast heart,
In lands of ice, she finds her way.
He, from this land, of fire's grace,
A captivating scent, where shadows sway.

Hands warm, cradling, shielding form,
Heartbeats merge, a tender sound.
Veil is lifted, love takes hold,
Two souls meet, on hallowed ground.
Ice and fire, a dance begins,
Weathered skin, and blooming rose.
Greyed hair whispers, stories old,
Jade eyes gleam, where passion flows.

She opens wide, her heart's embrace,
To this aged man, with gentle art.
His tender touch, her mind's soft haze,
Ember and Jade Embrace imparts.
Two hearts warmed, in love's sweet hold,
A refuge found, from chilling breeze.
In this embrace, a story told,
Where passion blooms, with gentle ease.

2-01 Fire
Golden orb, a day's dominion,
Shadows shorten, then lengthen again.
Silver disc, night's silent watcher,
Tides respond, a rhythmic sway.
Pinpricks of light, a cosmic tapestry,
Galaxies swirl, distant and vast.
The world turns, predictable cycles,
Elements dance, in ordered array.

Unseen, yet felt, a constant warmth,
Like a hearth's glow, deep within.
The moon's soft light, a guiding comfort,
In moments of doubt, a steady gleam.
Stars, a reminder of boundless love,
A silent promise, in the sleeping heart.
This enduring presence, a cherished truth,
A love that transcends, all earthly bounds.

Sun's corona, a fiery halo,
Lunar phases, waxing and waning.
Stellar clusters, cosmic nurseries,
Planetary orbits, in measured paths.
Seasons shift, a natural rhythm,
Life unfolds, in intricate patterns.
The universe breathes, a grand expanse,
Time's passage, a flowing stream.

My heart echoes, the sun's warm embrace,
A love ignited, a burning flame.
The moon reflects, my deepest longing,
A quiet devotion, in whispered sighs.
Stars ignite, a boundless admiration,
For a love that shines, eternally bright.
This Celestial Hearth, a constant beacon,
Guiding my soul, through darkest night.