#unspokenconnections
Years passed
beside the ghat,
where mornings wore marigolds,
and love sat beside me
not in words,
but in the way time slowed
when you were near.
Nothing was ever said.
Still, everything was known.
The river moved,
the city prayed,
and in between it all,
your eyes found mine
like it was the most natural thing
in the world.
Jul 24, 2025
Jul 24, 2025 at 11:36 AM UTC