In these winter nights I hear the silent sighs that lingered between our days, the time we fought to stay together, before love’s ache found its place in our hearts.

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There at the horizon, where the sea merges with the sky, there, where union is eternal, love breathes #health, and we smile in strength. But here, where storms divide the sky, we stand on different sides. Apart, we languish, fading, fragile, weak. #vss365 #foxprose

If I could redo things twice, in this one lifetime, I would choose to love you in every take.

We dreamed of our togetherness, all night long, hand in hand, promising a forever. But when the sun rose, we knew ours wasn’t a fairytale; we were just two tired hearts looking for a place to rest.

#Suave in his stride, he carried poems with éclat, a woman’s man, his smile already half a verse. A charmer, a lover, the kind dreams surrender to, a juggler of longing, an artist born of impulse, collecting hearts only to break them, now I know: I’m one of them. #vss365

“Shhh… loudly quiet silences,” whispered the stars to the weeping night, a night missing the one who brings dreams, dreams that break the monochrome and spill colour into the dark. Colour dawn longs for as it leans toward twilight’s quiet, loud love-moans. #foxprose

Dear you, You were poetry, a rush, a ritual, a rare glow. And I was your scattered lines, a sacred sin, an almost-real dream. Then you left me on the edge, caught between us, unfinished, #aphotic. Let me go, the love, the memories, all of it. Goodbye, Me. #vss365

The circle of strangeness → likeness → love → strangeness is so familiar, so strangely captivating, that in most stories, the “us” formed in love fades the moment the circle traced ends, and that ending completes the story. #foxprose

I drifted to your side in silence, my fingers finding yours, your breathing a gentle tide, and in that moment I learned the shape of a lullaby.

Morning scenes, rumpled sheets, shadows folding the night to rest. Dreams slip into the shoes of reality, and love—ah, love— gasps at sensations, setting the stage for another day of longing, waiting, hoping, and the soft, trembling possibility of togetherness. #foxprose

Moon was suggestively shy, hiding behind her lowered lashes. Deep within,moist-laden eyes held a love undefined. An augury, an auspice, a promise, a forever in which he would be hers for this lifetime &beyond. &in that gaze lay an assurance, a quiet belief. #vss365 #FoxProse

I have been quiet, did you notice my distant smile? I have been away, did you feel the weight of my absence? I have been fading, did you realize I’m drifting from you? Somewhere along the way I began losing myself, and in losing me, I began losing you.

And it was that night when words abandoned me, quietly, without warning. I sat beneath the moon, waiting for language to return, but nothing rose. No rhythm, no rhyme, no rune, only the hollow glow of paper and my own solitude.

Two words of love, a long pause, and a sigh..

A drumbeat thrums within their hearts, an orchestra orchestrates the love that brings spring to their cheeks and dreams to their eyes. How beautiful the world becomes, gathering for them, with promises that rise higher with each new sun and moon. #foxprose

With ache the #successor of love, a poem searches for a new metaphor to hold its weight. Some days, ache is the lone leaf of autumn; on others, it flourishes like spring. There are days when love curls into the monsoon, and ache drapes itself across winter. #vss365

The world is still round, even when life is without love.

Another day ended, without hope, without message without word, but I still wait like the drowning sun waits for the dusk…