When the spirits within us awaken and begin to move in harmony,

the world around us may remain the same, but something inside begins to glow.

As if the stars have suddenly found their voice.

It's a melody the body remembers, even when the mind never knew how to sing it.

 

The heart starts to drum, in ancient rhythm,

like a ritual we've always known but forgotten how to name.

And the world unfolds before us, like a love song waiting to be heard.

 

Silence begins to speak, louder than words ever could.

Kiss in the dark becomes a sound that splits time.

And somehow, we know that it's the pulse of meaning finally breaking through.

 

Love.

The kind that defies explanation.

The kind that lives in us,

breathing softly like wind through the branches of our memory.

 

As we move,

our body dances and the soul melts in color and light.

Piece by piece, we come together,

waking from the dreamfire and stepping into reality.

 

Writing without knowing who will read,

ink dripping straight from the heart.

And somehow, each word becomes a note

that finds what’s been missing.

 

We don’t look for answers - we dance.

We don’t wait for eternity - we become it.

Through every gesture. Every thought. Every breath.

 

Love.

The word that ends with a full stop.

It is here. It is real. It is… enough.

 

They say love is fleeting.

But what if we choose

to make that one moment last forever?