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Maryann I Feb 23
A child’s laugh, a dandelion’s flight,
The first soft touch of morning light.
A hummingbird’s wings, a sigh in the breeze,
The rustling hush of autumn trees.

The way your fingers brush through mine,
The sweetness held in borrowed time.
Happiness hums in the simplest things,
In teacup warmth and sparrow wings.

The world may rush, the clock may race,
But joy is found in time’s embrace.
A fleeting glance, a quiet tune,
The silver glow beneath the moon.
4. The Beauty of Small Moments
Vianne Lior Feb 9
Her name was a whisper,
drowned in the noise of my thoughts—
I could almost hear it,
but never quite enough.
Immortality Feb 7
I knew your laugh
before I heard it.
I felt your warmth
before you touched me.

We stayed side by side
even in silence
even as time ran ahead.

We stayed side by side
in the quiet of us.
hey listen!!...
yes! you...
silvervi Feb 6
It is safe to stay connected to my body in the presence of another person.
It is safe but we may switch into protection mode subconsciously not being able to relax. Let's practice body-awareness in the presence of other people. We're safe. No need to escape.
silvervi Feb 6
Each moment of awareness and of being present counts.
Let's remember this. Any time we make effort to be present, even if just for this one breath, it always counts.
Immortality Jan 7
No distance,
no time,
only this moment,
you and I,
as if the god above,
has listened to my heart's love.

Life is a series of moments.
One moment happy, the next sad. But when two hearts meet as one, nothing else matters......
Cyril Jan 2
It has become a curse to remember so vividly,
those moments, simple yet profound.
Like smiles, the sound of breath, and the warmth of their palms.
Loving, I’ve realized, is often about memorizing.
Attending to every detail whenever you can.
Their presence becomes integral, no matter how scarce,
So you rely on all your senses to keep them alive.

And when it’s time to leave, everything falls silent.
The glass feels more half-empty than half full
You realize, that their absence, too, hangs in the air
A feeling you don’t just remember, but live in
And you’re left wondering,
why their absence feels more permanent.
All lovers have the power to make the fleeting moments linger.
Stacey Dec 2024
it's the strangest feeling
not having anything more pressing in life
than life itself...
The complexities of presence
Alkia Dec 2024
I just want to layout on top of a straight line to mourn over my past life that I left behind. The new beginning has waited for me for so long that I thought pride would have come over me, even though that is not the case, no matter the circumstances of your past life, it will always follow you to your new life. It never escapes your new beginning, no matter how happy you are, the moment you layout on top of a straight line it all comes back to you.
Sara Barrett Nov 2024
Listening to silence, love often speaks
in ways words cannot express.
Hearing what’s unsaid, it reveals itself,
the gentle art of quiet presence.

When words fail to comfort the ache,
a hug soothes the heart instead.
Found in the simple act of being,
joy lives beyond what language says.

On long days filled with longing and silence,
memories of 20 questions linger.
Indeed, love is knowing this truth:
it lives in presence, in touch, in time.
This piece explores the quiet ways love speaks when words are not enough. Through simple acts of presence and touch, the poem reflects on how true connection is often found in the unsaid moments—those that linger in silence and linger in our hearts. A tribute to the deep, unspoken understanding between people, it speaks to the healing power of being present with one another.
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