Better Half

Sitting in solitude 
She feels his words rise on her breath
Like an angel he sparks her soul

Lighting her wings
Letting her fly

Hé graces her ink
Making it distinct
He is her symphony that serenades silence in time’s frame.

She feels his touch
Golden , fragrant
His knowledge eternal
His wisdom in her heartbeat radiant

His breath wraps a tune in her head
She forgets her pain
Because there is laughter shared

She lives and she learns
In ivory pages and midnight yearnings.

42 thoughts on “Better Half

  1. Just sublime Yassy! 👌❤️👏 A wonderfully evocative picture of a couple so in sync that “his words rise on her breath…” ; “he graces her ink” & “his breath wraps a tune in her head.” 😁😁❤️❤️

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