In quiet shadows where hearts reside, I feel your presence by my side. A silent song, a soft refrain, A love that speaks without a name.
By Jagadeeswaran Selvarajabout a year ago in Poets
Surreal love dances where reality bends, Where dreams meet the daylight, and logic suspends. It floats through the air like whispers in flight, A feeling so vivid, yet distant from sight.
In a world that exists just beyond what is real, Hypothetical love is the dream we conceal. It dances on "what ifs," on futures unmade, A love that we ponder, though it starts to fade.
In the quietest corners where heart meets the mind, Introspective love is gentle, refined. It’s not in grand gestures or words loudly spoken, But in moments of stillness, where truth lies unbroken.
In the realm where dreams and reality blend, A love like a whisper, a soft, gentle wind. It dances on starlight, glimmers in the night, Ethereal love, a luminous flight.
In the cradle of twilight, where moments entwine, A love whispers softly, eternal, divine. With echoes of laughter that dance through the years, Timeless love blossoms, unfettered by fears.
In the quiet moments, where stillness resides, Two souls weave together, where true heart abides. With intention like whispers, soft yet profound, In the tapestry of time, their connection is found.
Soft as a whisper, gentle as light, Your love surrounds me, quiet and bright. In every touch, a calm embrace, A soothing presence, a peaceful space.
In your silence, I hear the pain, A quiet storm, a gentle rain. I reach for you, though words may fail, In empathy, our hearts set sail.
It came like the dawn, soft and slow, A feeling I didn’t expect to grow. A chance encounter, a fleeting glance, That sparked a flame, a quiet romance.
In the quiet hours of the night, I dream of you, my heart takes flight, A love so near, yet far away, In longing, I wait for the day.
Like a whisper in the wind, you came, A spark that set my heart aflame, But fleeting love, so fast, so bright, Disappeared into the night.
