MELODIC DIVA

“Home”

Not every love story begins beneath the stars;

some bloom quietly on a living room floor,

where silence speaks louder than promises

and a single kiss says, I’m still choosing you.

Your lips become my favorite destination,

not because they steal my breath,

but because they return it

slowly, gently, like dawn finding the horizon.

Your hands don’t simply hold me;

they memorize the language of my soul,

tracing invisible poems

only two hearts can ever read.

Passion isn’t measured in fire alone,

but in the comfort of never letting go,

in laughter between kisses,

in stolen glances that still feel brand new.

If forever has a fragrance,

it smells like home wrapped in your embrace.

If forever has a melody,

it’s the quiet rhythm of two hearts

learning the same song.

So kiss me,

not because the moment demands it,

but because love like ours

never grows tired of saying,