"SOUL'S BANDAGES"

His heart, a canvas of emotions,

Painted with the colors of love’s devotion.

His smile, a sunrise that brightens my day,

His eyes, like galaxies where dreams dance and play.

His charm, a magnet pulling me near,

In his presence, my heart finds a love that makes me whole.

Like a delicate flower, I yearn to bloom near,

To absorb his essence, his fragrance so dear.

To be captured in his gaze, lost in its trance,

Our destinies entwined, a cosmic romance.

Yet, he remains a distant star, just out of reach,

Longing for closeness, our love’s destiny to breach.

Like a fleeting shadow, he slips away,

Veiling secrets, like dusk at the end of day.

Three steps apart, a chasm he creates,

Leaving me longing, as our connection dissipates.

In the depths of his solitude, he seeks refuge,

Reasons unknown, his isolation’s deluge.

As the sun bids adieu, darkness embraces the land,

And before it sets, a door opens, unplanned.

The door of secrets, veiled in sorrow’s guise,

Revealing the wounds, the damages, the cries.

Oh, the scars that adorn, like stars in the night,

A poignant tale unfolds, in shadows’ gentle light.

His body, a canvas of scars, a story etched in pain,

With a smile that conceals, like a mask in the rain.

Fear grips my being, as I retreat in dismay,

Taking steps back, like shadows at the end of day.

Yet his eyes, still shining, like stars in the night,

My heart weeps, engulfed in sorrow’s despair.

In trembling words inquire,

A glimpse into your scars, .

These visible wounds, they hold a tale,

But what of the bleeding scars, beyond the veil?

The pain that resides deep within your soul

Within his words, a plea concealed,

Scars etched upon his body, revealed.

Yet my heart quivered, filled with fright,

His scars, like stars, shimmer with grace,

Whispering tales of a solitary chase.

Each mark, a testament to battles fought,

A symphony of memories, lessons taught.

With pride, he wears them, a victorious crown,

Each scar a medal, no trace of regret found.

In the tapestry of his life, they shine bright,

Proof of resilience, a symbol of his might.

But the scars yearn for healing, they yearn for love?

Silence echoes, as my trembling words take flight,

His fading smile, a dimming star’s light.

Eyes filled with pain, a tempest in the sky,

The chilling breeze, a mournful lullaby.

Time stands still, a suspended pendulum’s sway,

My heart skips a beat, a fleeting moment’s delay.

Towards him I run, a compass seeking north,

Embracing tightly, like rivers merging forth.

In this dance of uncertainty, our steps entwined,

Together we navigate, with love as our guide.

In love’s embrace, healing shall unfold,

With all my heart, your scars I’ll enfold.

Soul’s bandages, woven with tender care,

Together we’ll mend, a bond beyond compare.

Near his ear lobe I whisper love words.

Meeم A’yن