Timeless
Who needs to rush love when there’s nothing but time
By K FPublished about a year ago • 1 min read
In the garden of our hearts, time becomes a whisper,
Each moment a petal, unfurling at its own pace.
No clock can measure the depth of our connection,
For love, true love, needs no timeline.
It blooms in the quiet spaces between words,
In the shared silences and stolen glances.
We wander through this endless meadow,
Hand in hand, knowing that our love is timeless.
There’s no rush, no need to count the hours,
For our hearts beat in a rhythm all their own.
In this boundless expanse, we find our sanctuary,
Where love, unhurried, grows ever stronger.
About the Creator
K F
just your friendly neighborhood lesbian with so much words to articulate from the folds of her mind into heart felt stanzas.
Comments (2)
this is soo amazing, the journey and everything attached was pure👌👌
.... BESTIE! 🥹 This is SOO beautiful! 🩷 (I mean, duh, no surprise there, when you drop a poem, it's always phenomenal!) But my goodness ... this one ... I love watching this journey, and the idea of time not mattering with the right person ... that concept gives me a deep sense of peace about things. And can we all just take a moment to appreciate: "For our hearts beat in a rhythm all their own." 🩷🩷🩷 *chef's kiss*