I wait for you, as if You will come
I wait for You,
as if your footsteps already whisper on the cobblestones,
as if every Night wind is your breath,
and every light beneath my window is your eye.
I wait for You,
as if time does not know how to stop,
but bends around my heart,
long, too long,
in a silence that knows your name.
I wait for you,
as if you are returning from dreams,
with the scent of faraway places in your hair
and a gaze that remembers my hands.
And perhaps you will not come,
but what then?
I make an embrace out of the breath of shadows,
and turn an empty doorstep into a holiday,
just so I don’t admit
that you are not here.
I wait for you,
as one waits for rain after a long summer,
as one waits for light in the dark . . .
certain, without question,
until the very last heartbeat.
....I wait for you, as if You will come ..
@GEMINNA
100 - 15
Night Firefly
In the silence of the Night
only you are shimmering,
a tiny spark that guards
the secret of my heart.
Your light
touches me like a whisper,
like a hope awakening
in the darkest hour.
I follow you through the shadows,
like a child chasing a dream,
and I pray you won’t vanish
before I reach you.
Oh, firefly,
you are my night prayer,
my little miracle
carrying the light
where tears fall silent.
Stay with me,
until the Day finds us ,
You, the light in darkness,
I, the shadow that believes
that love never fades.
@GEMINNA
115 - 10
When parents are gone...
Nothing is the same anymore.
We no longer feel their arms holding us,
or hear their voices saying,
“It will all be okay.”
When a mother leaves,
the scent of home disappears.
Her voice becomes a memory,
her love—an echo in silence.
When a father is gone,
the world loses its shield.
His quiet strength,
now just silence we carry inside.
And when both are gone,
we become orphans.
No matter our age.
Because somewhere deep within us,
a child still lives.
A child who longs
for just one more hug.
Just one more “I’m here.”
But that path...
no longer exists.
So we remember them.
In dreams. In smells.
In every word we whisper
but can’t say aloud.
For Mom.
For Dad.
For the love that never dies.
... close your eyes ...
and listen.
They live in your breath.
In your heart.
Forever.
LOVE YOU MOM AND DAD 💛
...........
@GEMINNA
60 - 11
*I am on same page...not because time stood still, but because my soul wrote each season with the same ink of longing. Yearning… the only truth. I aged not in numbers or lines, but in echoes and returns… to dreams whispered. . . to His name, to moments I never left. The years passed, and yet I remained… reading the same page with the voice of my soul*.
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WELCOME IN OUR DREAMLAND ♡&♥ & ♡&♥ GEMINNA & NIGHT DEW
*Unspoken Pleas*
I let my eyes carry silent thoughts,
Hoping you’ll hear the love they’ve brought.
Through quiet Nights and skies so still,
My unspoken pleas bend to your will.
In my gaze, a song for YOU.
Hear my heart in the words I don’t say,
Feel my soul in the light of Day.*