Notice of absence from arqios
Be kind….
…. words don’t rewind
Be kind….
…. words don’t rewind
In whispers hushed, we ponder distance wide,
Yet what of closeness, pressing ever near?
In spaces shared, our hearts may clash and chide,
And breast feels heavy when the end is clear.
Too much togetherness can stifle breath,
Each moment tangled, bodies pressed too tight;
Ants march on pins, a dance that hints of death,
As love’s own gaze reveals a troubled plight.
Yet through this fray, our hearts remain in tune,
For true affection thrives in varied ways;
Be it in distance or the heat of noon,
Love finds its path, through nights and endless days.
So whether far or close, let spirits soar,
For love, unbounded, seeks to know us more.
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A sonnet of love indeed that spells the intricate web of love and how once spun it catches us victim. Like a cut diamond it has many facets that each have their own story and view and like that diamond held too tight it cuts. Very nice my friend
Thanks Soren! 🙏🏻 So glad to have that insight brought about by your much welcomed response.
Bravo
🙏🏻
You're welcome
A fine write A.
Cheers O!
that's the thing about love isn't it .. so very many facets .. writ about and pondered more than any other topic .. a proper poem sir and not a red rose or luv heart in sight .. 🍓👍
Red roses and luv hearts always optional!
Dedicated to all (everyone) who find their own pathways to deep meaning?
Talking love here, not infatuation, right?
Worthwhile contribution to the topic, Rik.
Yeah mate! Cheers 👍🏻
That last line is so very true arqios.
Andy
Thanks Andy 🙏🏻
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