💌 “The Shape of Love”
Love is not loud, though it echoes through time,
Not always a sonnet, sometimes just rhyme.
It lives in the silence between two breaths,
In glances exchanged, in promises kept.
It’s the hand that steadies when storms arise,
The truth that lingers behind kind eyes.
It’s not just the fire, but also the glow,
The warmth that stays when the embers slow.
Love is the question that doesn’t need words,
The hush in the chaos, the song never heard.
It’s found in the waiting, the choosing to stay,
In the softest of nights and the boldest of days.
It bends without breaking, it gives without end,
It’s the stranger who slowly becomes your best friend.
It’s flawed and it’s fragile, yet fiercely it stands—
A story rewritten by trembling hands.
So let it be messy, let it be real,
Let it be something you dare to feel.
For love, in its essence, is never a part—
It’s the whole of a soul meeting the heart.
By Lady Viv
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