When Leaves Let Go

In quiet groves where whispers tread,
The leaves turn gold, then burn to red.
They cling a while with trembling grace,
Then drift away no last embrace.

The branch once held them, proud and high,
Now bares its bones beneath the sky.
No anger there, no tearful plea,
Just silent trust in what must be.

For seasons come and seasons wane,
And clinging tight brings deeper pain.
The leaf that falls does not protest
It finds its peace in earthbound rest.

And so do we, with hearts entwined,
Clutch fading echoes, fall behind.
Yet in release, there’s space to grow
As winter makes way for spring's soft glow.

Attachments teach, but letting go
Unfolds the self we’ve yet to know.
Just like the tree, serene, unbowed,
We learn to shed, and still stand proud.

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"The shore and the sea"

The shore stands still, with patient grace,
While waves rush in to her embrace.
They kiss, they crash, they pull away,
Yet always come again to stay.

The sea is wild, the shore serene,
A love that's deep, yet goes unseen.
She holds his rage, his calm, his tide,
While he returns, though worlds divide.

They cannot merge, yet never part,
A quiet ache in nature's heart.
Their love is rhythm, raw and free
The endless dance of shore and sea.

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"A Mood Called Nothing”

Today I wear a blanket mind,
Where thoughts drift slow and undefined.
No rush to move, no need to be
Just floating soft, internally.

The sun may shine, the clocks may chime,
But I’ve stepped out of space and time.
No goals to chase, no words to say,
Just breathing through a quiet gray.

A cup half full, a task undone,
But peace like this is rarely won.
So let me be just for a while
In this stillness, I learn to smile.

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Leaves drift down in golden flight,
A quiet dance, a soft goodnight.
Trees undress in rust and flame,
Yet feel no loss, nor hint of shame.

For in each fall, a seed is sown,
In fading light, new life is grown.
The earth exhales, begins to rest
In stillness lies the season's quest.

Though branches bare and skies turn gray,
Spring waits just a breath away.
Autumn, bold in letting go,
Makes space for all the soul can grow.

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She’s a tiny whirlwind in fur, with impeccable timing always choosing the exact moment I start working on my laptop to leap onto the keyboard like it’s her personal stage. She walks across my spreadsheets, types random gibberish into emails, and somehow always finds the one key that pauses my music. At night, just as I drift off, she decides it’s playtime zooming across the room, pouncing on invisible enemies, and batting at my feet like they’re toys. I sigh, but even in the chaos, I can’t help but smile. This little mischief-maker has turned my routine upside down and I wouldn't have it any other way.

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"The Cat I Didn't Know I Needed"

I found her curled beneath a car,
A shadow small beneath the stars.
With cautious eyes and trembling fur,
A stray or was I drawn to her?

She didn't purr, she didn't plead,
Just stared, as if she knew my need.
A silent pact, no words, no fuss
She chose me, just as I chose us.

At first, she roamed from room to room,
A ghost that vanished in the gloom.
But soon, she'd curl upon my chest,
A tiny engine at her rest.

She'd knock my books, unroll my thread,
Hide all my socks beneath the bed.
She’d chirp at birds she couldn't chase,
And paint her whiskers on my face.

Each morning now, her paws declare
That breakfast comes with tousled hair.
Each night, her warmth curls by my side
My little storm, my gentle pride.

They say I saved her maybe true
But mothers know what children do:
They sneak inside your ribcage walls
And write their names across your halls.

She came unasked, but not unknown,
And made my quiet heart her home.
A cat, a child, a piece of fate
My love with a fur-lined gait.

So let the world not understand,
This bond not written, just unplanned.
She’s mine no blood, but just as dear
My stray, my joy, my velvet year.

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"Across the Miles"

Beneath the same stars, though skies divide,
I feel your heartbeat next to mine.
Through silent screens and whispered dreams,
Our love endures the test of time.

The clock may tick, the days may crawl,
But in my soul, I have it all
Your laughter echoing through the night,
Your words, my ever-guiding light.

No road too long, no sea too wide,
Can dim the flame we hold inside.
Though hands can't touch, and lips can't meet,
In thoughts and hopes, we are complete.

For love is not just flesh and bone,
It thrives in places dreams have flown.
And when the distance fades away,
I'll hold you close and let time stay.

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The Heat Beneath My Skin

I settle into the seat, the bus hums low,
But it’s him there, next to me that I know.
The air shifts, thick with something I can’t name,
My pulse quickens, but I hide the flame.

His leg brushes mine, the touch so brief,
But something stirs an unfamiliar belief.
I glance, just once, and catch his eye,
A silent spark, an unspoken sigh.

I feel him, in ways I cannot explain,
A quiet thrill that runs like a vein.
His breath near me, so soft, so close,
I ache for more, yet I remain composed.

I lean in, subtly, feeling the heat,
A tingling beneath that I cannot defeat.
My fingers brush his hand, a dare,
Testing the air, knowing he’s aware.

The city outside blurs into haze,
But all I see is him, in this moment’s daze.
I crave the closeness, the touch, the pull,
My body screams, yet I stay cool.

His scent lingers, a wild allure,
And every glance deepens the need, for sure.
I shift, just a little, and feel the stir,
A silent invitation that won’t occur.

The bus moves on, but I don’t let go,
Caught in the rush of a lust I won’t show.
Each inch closer, the tension grows,
I ache for release that no one knows.

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"The First Glance"

I saw you just once, and the world stood still,
The noise fell silent, time bent to your will.
In a room full of lives, it was only us two,
A spark from the stars, and I somehow just knew.

Your eyes held oceans I longed to explore,
With tides that whispered, you've been here before.
Though strangers in flesh, my soul softly stirred
A memory awakened without a word.

Your smile sunrise on a winter's gray,
Melted the cold that had kept me away.
It wasn't the lightning, nor thunder’s loud drum,
But the hush of a moment saying love has begun.

No script, no warning, just breath held tight,
A heart reborn in the blink of light.
Could forever begin in a single night?
Yes if it starts with love at first sight.

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"Whispers in the Dark"

In the shadows where silence breathes,
A touch forbidden, a heart that grieves.
Two souls entwined in secret grace,
Lips that meet in a stolen space.

Fingers trace where others can't see,
A world apart from what’s meant to be.
The thrill of the hidden, the thrill of the night,
Lips that burn with an urgent light.

In your arms, I find release,
A fleeting moment of quiet peace.
A promise whispered, soft and clear,
Only you and I can hear.

The pulse of longing, deep and wild,
Each kiss a story, soft and riled.
For in this space, we come alive,
Where passion lingers and hearts revive.

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