(n.)

(n.)

Matheo
You're not mine, but you're my confidant, my anchor, my world.

As I bask under the stars, thoughts of you flicker like fireflies, brightening my soul with your hug that embarks.

Each heartbeat sings our shared tales. melodies crafted by our flares.

In the garden of my heart, you're the tender bud blossoming into the most beautiful flower, unfolding layers of passion and commitment empowered.

Your presence, a gentle breeze, whispers of tenderness and eternity bliss.

In our world, your hand intertwines seamlessly with mine, weaving threads of trust and empathy, creating a masterpiece of closeness chime.

Every glance, every sweat, every shared laugh deepens my amour.

Your embrace is my guiding light through life's storms, a beacon leading me back to your embrace in every form.

In your arms, I find peace; in your eyes, I find belonging.

My dear, know that my cherishing for you transcends time and space, forever intertwined with your essence’s grace.


Report Page