last week
she reached out
brushing my cheek
with her soft steady touch
her whispers filled the air
gentle
persistent
like a secret only i could hear
i stood still
held by her embrace
and in that silence
i knew
i was falling
not for her
but with her
into the rhythm of the world
as it trembled
beneath her caress
Verse 1
The sun sets slow on this fading day,
I see your faces, but they feel far away.
Laughter lingers in the hollow air,
But something’s shifting like you’re not really there.
there is a hand squeezing my heart
tight slow like it knows every part of me
holding on to the pieces i’m leaving behind
the empty rooms the silent voices the half spoken goodbyes
it does not let go
sometimes the dress feels like a soft breath
a quiet hope wrapped in fabric
that touches my skin like a secret i’m afraid to speak aloud
it’s the way light moves when i twirl
the way i feel seen without saying a word
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