A poem

Thoughts of you embrace me
like the warmth of the morning sun.
Anticipation awakens hidden fibers
woven with years,
and my eyes glance back to yesterdays,
dark mirrors that reflect the light within.
Seeds of thoughts grow into wisdom’s tendrils,
as, upon the breeze whispering so gently,
a love story unfolds.
In the garden of togetherness
blossoms and tears intertwine,
each petal a passage of time.
The delicate bond of companionship,
a unique uncharted rhythm
that resonates with the ebb and flow of life.
Through shared moments
we find solace in silence,
words unspoken yet deeply understood,
fragments of individuality
that meld seamlessly,
forging a bond.
The moon weaves the night sky
as we surrender to the enchantment of unity,
knowing we have discovered the truest expression
of “to have and to hold.”