Coffee With a Stranger

It was just coffee,A safe little meetingOn a quiet afternoon. But you asked questions like you meant them,And I found myself answeringIn ways I hadn’t in years. By the time our cups were empty,You were no longer a stranger , You were a sparkI didn’t know I’d been missing.

When Love Knocks Again

I wasn’t looking,Not really.I thought that chapter had closed , The one where your heart leaps at a smile,Where you wonder if they’re thinking of you, too. But there you were,With a laugh that felt like sunlight,And a kindness that wrapped around me like a favorite sweater. Now I know , Love doesn’t care how … Read more

When I See You

When I see you now,I don’t just see the person in front of me , I see the years we’ve carried together.I see the way your hair caught the sunWhen we first met,And the way your hands looked holding our child. I see the long talks on quiet nights,The silly fights we forgot to finish,The … Read more

The Quiet Places

Love lives in the quiet places , The way you pass me the sugarWithout me asking.The way you notice when I’m tiredBefore I do. It’s in the chair you always save for me,The extra blanket you place at my feet.It’s in the way your laughterFills the kitchen like morning light. I used to think love … Read more

For the One Who Came Later

I didn’t expect you.I thought my heart had already lived its greatest story.But you arrived with kindness in your eyes,And patience in your smile. You never asked me to forget the past,Only to make room for the present.You listened to my stories without jealousy,Held my hand without hesitation,And loved me without condition. Now I know … Read more

Love, After All This Time

We have walked through countless seasons , Warm summers where laughter bloomed,Winters when the cold was not just in the air,But in the spaces between us. And yet, somehow,We found our way back to each other’s warmth,Again and again. The years have softened our edges,Smoothed away the rush,Left us with something deeper , A love … Read more

The Hands That Hold Me

Your hands are not as smooth as they once were,But to me, they are more beautiful now.They have carried groceries and children,Written letters and wiped away tears.They have planted gardens, built a life,And cupped my face with the gentlest touch. When you take my hand today,I feel the strength of decades.The promises we kept,The storms … Read more

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