A memory etched, a fiery trace, across my arm, upon my face. It's something more, a deeper plea, a phantom presence, just for me. A Romantic Poem The world beyond, a hazy blur, as senses quicken,  subtly stir. The air still hums with what has passed,  a fragile spell, too sweet to cast away completely, like a dream,  a vibrant, lingering, silent gleam. For though your hand has left my own,  a universe profoundly grown within that space,  where skin met skin, a quiet tremor deep within.  A Profound Trace Beyond Touch A memory etched, a fiery trace, across my arm, upon my face. It's not the heat, though warmth was there,  nor fleeting brush of silk-soft hair.  It's something more, a deeper plea,  a phantom presence, just for me.  A yearning echo, soft and low,  a seed of longing, starts to grow. Each nerve awakened, softly hums,  awaiting when your closeness comes.  A promise whispered, yet unheard,  in every ta...

The Sunbeam Trail Love wears a thousand faces, a sturdy tree, a sheltering house, and a journey's pace. This image captures the boundless depth where love's paradoxes dwell. Love's Infinite Forms Love wears a thousand different faces,  A sturdy tree, or a new life's graces. Perhaps a sheltering house, a journey's pace,  Its essence shifts with time and space.  It all depends on how the heart perceives,  The countless forms that love truly weaves. A Kaleidoscope of the Heart's Perceptions It holds a truth beyond mere words can tell,  A boundless depth where paradoxes dwell.  For love, in essence, simply is — Unbound by logic,  a profound abyss. The Paradox of Its Meaning  Both plainly clear, yet deeply intricate,  Simple to feel, yet hard to articulate.

Where the Light Always Finds a Way A Moment of Solace on the Forest Floor. E mbracing the world as her stage, she moves with effortless grace, her spirit soaring with each turn and sway in the radiant light of a Saint Lucian day A Sonnet on Effortless Grace  The world's a stage, and you, a dancer there,  With grace that flows like rivers to the sea.  No hurried step, no hint of anxious care,  Just pure and fluid motion, wild and free.  A gentle sway, a turn, a subtle bend,  As if the very air obeys your will.  A Dance Through Life Unburdened The sun itself, its golden rays extend,  To light your path, and make the moment still.  You glide through life, a melody unheard,  Yet felt by all who watch your spirit soar.  Where Serenity Becomes Strength Each gesture, like a perfectly sung word,  Expressing depths that others can't explore.  And in that ease, a strength that shines so bright,  A beacon in the darkness, pure a...