It's not in the way the world quiets
when you enter the room -
it's in the way my soul leans closer,
as if drawn across dimensions
to a place only we exist.
Your smile is my constant,
a light in every folded moment.
Your voice, the thread
that weaves through all versions of me -
soft, familiar, eternal.
I've known peace in many forms -
a quiet breeze,
a starlit sky,
a whispered name in the dark.
But nothing like
your hand in mine -
like time bending to let us touch.
They say love is linear -
a path, a timeline.
But ours is a tesseract:
folded, infinite,
where every moment with you
touches every other.
If the world ends -
let it.
If time forgets our names -
so be it.
Because in this breath,
this lifetime,
and all the folded spaces between -
I choose you.
Always,
in every corner of the impossible.
In every shape love takes.
In every hidden fold of the tesseract -
it's you.
when you enter the room -
it's in the way my soul leans closer,
as if drawn across dimensions
to a place only we exist.
Your smile is my constant,
a light in every folded moment.
Your voice, the thread
that weaves through all versions of me -
soft, familiar, eternal.
I've known peace in many forms -
a quiet breeze,
a starlit sky,
a whispered name in the dark.
But nothing like
your hand in mine -
like time bending to let us touch.
They say love is linear -
a path, a timeline.
But ours is a tesseract:
folded, infinite,
where every moment with you
touches every other.
If the world ends -
let it.
If time forgets our names -
so be it.
Because in this breath,
this lifetime,
and all the folded spaces between -
I choose you.
Always,
in every corner of the impossible.
In every shape love takes.
In every hidden fold of the tesseract -
it's you.