I did not find you in a moment of noise,
Not in crowds or chaos,
But in the stillness between heartbeats
In the hush where longing becomes knowing.

You didn’t come with promises dressed in gold,
But with eyes that held galaxies,
And a presence that silenced the ache
I didn’t even know I was carrying.

You are the answer I wasn't bold enough to ask for,
A softness wrapped in strength,
Dark as midnight and just as full of stars.
You are bold, not in volume but in truth.
And I saw forever in your fear,
Because even afraid, you chose to stay.

Loving you is not just joy;
It’s reverence.
A promise I carry quietly in my chest,
To be your peace when the world feels too loud,
To be your root when the wind dares to test us.

And when I think of our unborn children,
I smile because they’ll rise
Knowing they were born of something real.
Of a woman who walked through her fear,
And a man who knew the worth of her fire.

Because love isn't always loud declarations,
But the willingness to stay and build.
And with you, I build. I stay. I become.

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Where Time Rests Softly

The past does not sleep, it breathes in the skin,
Etched in the lines where years have been.
Each wrinkle, a whisper of battles fought,
Of lessons learned, and truths hard-wrought.

He stands, not broken, but weathered and wise,
With the dawn still flickering behind his eyes.
The present hums in his every breath,
Balanced gently on the edge of death
Not an end, but a threshold-wide,
Where memory and moment walk side by side.

His hands remember the weight of toil,
The taste of earth, the scent of soil.
His voice carries echoes of roads once trod,
Of prayers once hurled at a silent God.

There is no shame in the tremble of age,
No need to smooth the history from the page.
For in each furrow and softened seam,
Lives the grit of hope, the marrow of dream.

The boundary blurs like dusk to night,
Where scars are lanterns holding light.
And the face of this man creased and true
Is a map of the storms he journeyed through.

Not all heroes wear time like a crown,
But in his gaze, the years settle down,
A quiet testament, calm and grand,
To a soul that shaped life with both heart and hand.

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Wide awake listening to the deafening silence from a sleeping world

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The idea of cheating death the way I did to life
Made me friends with the devil
Took a vacation from life;
Hell became solitude
Enjoyed the tranquility that came along the wails of the tortured souls

Who cares about a noisy heaven banging with the sound of Hosanna
When life was cold to me and Hell is as well
Who cares about days with no nights
When darkness is when I find peace

Heaven has warmth, but my heart is cold
Hell is cold, but at least I'd have the fire to keep me warm
I'm as hurt as the devil when he was sent out of heaven
Pain is the only thing that feeds my bitter soul

Never blamed the devil for what he did.
Who wants to bow for eternity?
I'd rather die in the cold
Than beg for your love!

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I've stretched my fingers wide enough
Hoping the weight of love will fit in it
But meeting you has shown me I shouldn't carry it alone
Teaching me a better way to carry love with my heart
"It's much better there" you said.

It's not all about who said the right words or didn't
Neither is it about who did it better
We bothered more on relying on each other's strength.
We grew in one another rather than growing up
For me, that's the best part of growth.

My hands will always and forever search through your fine chocolate skin.
Even in the days when my eyes cannot behold your beauty;
My heart will never forget your love.
The most beautiful part of it will be the way you kiss my lips just as the ocean does the shoreline.

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I'm that person with the big heart



But no one's got me whenever my heart feels small even for me.

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Moan to my ears your finest tune of pleasure
Let me flip your silk sashes like it's a page;
Spread you out like fine rug.

Come under this embroidered fine piece of flesh.
The charms of arms and interlock of our tongues.
Your weakness for my hand on your neck and my words in your heart.

This time, I dont want your hands daydreaming beneath the fabric of your floral panties
I want to burn your desires to dust like wild fire
Bring to me your summer storm body in a bikini baby.
Emilokan😌

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I want to meet with you in the darkest part of the room
Spend a romantic time,
Have you against the wall
With your hands wrapped around my waist
And my boobs in your face
Give you a feel of my private parts
Of course you'd have my cunt and breast

Kiss me on the neck and squeeze my boobs
Let me feel the warmth of your mouth on my nipples and areola
Kiss me on the side of my stomach and feel my muscles contract
Hold me by my neck against the wall
Part my legs and feel the Oasis between my succulent thighs.

But now, you should experience deep words from my heart.

I want us to make love
Not you fucking me to exhaustion
This time you undress my insecurities
Fondle my pain and hear me moan how I got each scars.

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LISTEN
I could teach you to tie your own shoes
I could teach you to fight your own foes
However, I can't teach you to learn from your mistakes
They'd serve as lessons, so be very attentive.

I'm painting a picture of hope
Guard these words with your life, and
do not see them as mere words or a joke.
But live by them for they are prophecies.

Let this be a preaching from a prophet
Let this be your awakening to consciousness
Let this be that torch that guides your path
Let this be all that you ever live by.

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Always say your own truth without bothering whether or not someone will term it a lie.


Say it regardless!

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