#wordsofsoul
I sat upon the bridge’s edge
and watched the daylight fade,
waiting for you.
Then came the knowing:
you were the sun beyond my sky,
never to rise for me again.
I am the moon
luminous in the quiet night,
near yet forever apart,
meeting you only in shadow.
You chose your heavens,
and I chose mine:
yours bathed in day,
mine steeped in midnight.
My love was a lunar eclipse
rare, passing, beautiful
never meant to endure.
Time carried us onward,
and I understood at last:
you were always the sun,
and I, the moon.
We were foolish enough to believe
we could hold an eclipse forever,
forgetting
such wonders are fleeting.
So I leave these words unfinished
for some endings
are kinder that way.
Feb 15
Feb 15, 2026 at 11:16 AM UTC
When I look into her eyes, I do not see eyes
-I see a silent ocean teaching the moon how to shine.
Two deep wells where the night comes to drink,
And my wandering soul forgets its own name.
There is a garden growing inside that gaze,
Petals made of light, roots made of secrets.
Time sits down there like a tired traveler,
And even pain forgets the road back home.
Her eyes are not windows;
They are doors left half-open by the divine.
I step in, and suddenly
I am no longer a man,
But a drop returning to its sea.
Something in them calls me
The way the sky calls the birds at dusk,
The way silence calls the prayer.
No words, no promises -
Just a pull older than memory.
In that dark, shining depth,
My storms grow quiet,
My questions lose their hunger,
And I begin to understand
That love is not something I found there…
It is something that was waiting
To find me.
So I keep returning to that sacred place,
Not to look,But to dissolve!!!
Feb 6
Feb 6, 2026 at 9:02 AM UTC