If the sun should break and spill its fire, if the sea should rise, devour the spire, if all that breathes should turn to dust, still, love—still, us. I have touched the hush before the storm, held the dark where stars are born. Yet nothing—nothing— has ever moved me like your name unspoken in the quiet rain. If time unspools, if light unwinds, if heaven forgets what it designed— then let it. Let...
The air was thick with salt and desire. Outside, the moon bathed the private villa in silver light, reflecting off the endless stretch of water. But my eyes weren’t on the ocean. They were on her. N stood near the edge of the infinity pool, her bare feet pressing into the warm wooden deck. The silk robe barely clung to her shoulders, teasing every movement, every shift of her body. She knew...
I rode through the night, chasing a dream, But I found you instead—soft and unseen. Your eyes caught the moonlight, they pulled me right in, And in that one moment, my life could begin. Your voice was a song, your laughter a flame, One touch and the world never felt quite the same. The way that you smiled, the way that you shone, For the first time in life, I knew I was home. We’ve stumbled...
The moment we step into our new apartment, the air hums with something electric. The space is empty except for a few scattered moving boxes, the walls still waiting to be claimed as ours. But right now, none of that matters. The only thing I can focus on is my gorgeous looking wife. She stands in the soft glow of the city lights seeping through the uncovered windows, her dark brunette hair...
There was a time the world stood still, A heavy silence, dark and chill. The weight of life, a brutal tide, And I, alone, with none beside. But then you came and lit the flame, And burned away my fear and shame. Your voice, a balm, your hands, a prayer, You lifted me from my despair. You are no mortal, love, you’re more— An angel standing at my door. You taught me how to breathe, to stay, When...
She came like a quiet miracle,rebuilding what I thought was lost.In her eyes, I saw life again—raw, real,a beauty I had long forgotten. She didn’t just heal me; she transformed me,turning silence into laughter,pain into love,and emptiness into hope. “To love her is to feel alive in a way I never knew was possible, as if every moment finally has a reason to exist.” She is not just someone I...
The rain painted streaks across the glass, the muted city lights beyond glowing faintly in the dark. The room was ours, yet it felt like her territory—her gaze, her energy, her command. She was standing now, close to the window, the discarded emerald-green dress pooling around her feet like some offering. Her hazel eyes held mine, daring me, mocking my restraint. “You want control,”...
The room was awash in a soft, amber glow, the kind of light that dances on the edge of shadow and secret. She stood by the floor-to-ceiling window, her silhouette a blend of elegance and quiet strength. The city below hummed with life, but it felt distant, inconsequential, as though the world had shrunk to this singular moment. Her dress, a cascade of midnight blue silk, clung to her form with a...
It began with a simple message,On a platform where strangers meet.Z. and N., two lives apart,Bound by screens, their hearts did greet. A long-distance love took root,Miles stretched, yet hearts stayed near.Weekends, holidays, fleeting hours—Moments treasured, memories clear. They wandered through forests and cities,Sharing laughter under starry skies.When school allowed, they’d reunite,Love...
She stands where the world tilts,Where dawn and dusk braid their silks.A wildfire, a quiet stream—Both chaos and the sweetest dream. Her laughter is the kind that stays,Echoing in the mind for days.A spell, a pull, I can’t escape,The architect of my every shape. “To love her is to understand why stars burn and waves persist.” Her eyes hold secrets that time won’t dare,Each glance, a challenge:...