Can I love you?
In the quiet depths of night,
Where moonbeams dance on satin sheets,
And whispers float upon the air,
I find myself lost in thoughts of you.
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Can I love you?
In the way the wind caresses the trees,
And the ocean kisses the shore,
In the way the sun warms the earth,
I feel a longing deep within my core.
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Can I love you?
In the moments of silence,
When words fail to capture the essence,
Yet feelings speak louder than any verse,
I yearn to hold you close, to immerse.
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Can I love you?
In the gentle touch of your fingertips,
And the warmth of your tender gaze,
In the way your laughter fills my soul,
I am consumed by this love's blaze.
Can I love you?
In the way a flower blooms,
Unfolding its petals, embracing the light,
In the way a river flows,
Finding its path, day and night.
Can I love you?
In this vast universe of endless possibilities,
Where hearts collide and souls intertwine,
In this fleeting existence we call life,
I ask, can you be forever mine?
Can I love you?
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About the Creator
Najla
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A Dart at Dusk
Seconds ago, the sullen sun set on the two of us… my exuberant furry companion and me. A fresh breeze embraces us, delivering welcome relief from the day’s oppressive heat. His typical stumbling and staggering along — apace with a sloth — has turned into trip-trapping, high-stepping, almost skipping along.
By Angie the Archivist 📚🪶about 22 hours ago in Petlife
Comments (2)
This is just so incredibly touching. I can't help but feel a warmth spreading through me with each line. Your words are like a love-struck melody, painting vivid images of affection and desire. It's as if you've bared your soul in every verse, leaving me utterly captivated. Beautiful!!!!
This is hauntingly beautiful! As a man who wandered many romantic wastes, I am sorry to say it is an open question that's never resolved, even and perhaps especially in committed relationships. "Can I love you?" is sometimes better framed "Will you allow me to love you today?" All that is beautiful about love you have captured here: the hope and the yearning and the warmth. And I thank you for recalling it for me, even though it recalls also those woes with which it must inevitably coincide. Well-wrought!