I found you—
not in the sky,
but in the quiet corner
where breaths lean against each other.
Your hand,
it is not hand alone,
but a river flowing to mine,
a root twining through my soil.
We speak without words,
and silence becomes a language—
I hear you in the way
the night folds its wings against our bodies.
Love is not loud;
it hums, low,
like the earth’s hidden fire.
Caring is not weight;
it is the feather that carries both of us
higher than the storm.
Two souls,
wandering through lifetimes,
meet,
and remembering itself,
the universe sighs—
"Here… they are whole again.
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Author:
DJ (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: The personal message of the poem is about the deep and gentle connection between two souls who find each other not through grand gestures, but in quiet, intimate moments. It expresses how love and care are subtle yet powerful forces that bind them together, making them feel whole and supported even amid life’s challenges. The poem celebrates the idea that true love is a calm, steady presence—like a river, a root, or the earth’s hidden fire—that brings comfort, strength, and a sense of home. It speaks to the silent understanding and unspoken bond that exists between two people who belong to each other deeply.
- Category: Love
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Comments1
Most rivers start as rivulets running down hillsides to form creeks and I take this poem that it is in such quiet that love forms as well. Nicely written
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