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