My clasp of love

My definition of love was so limited,

A gentle feeling, fragile and small;

Like petals drifting through a quiet breeze,

Beautiful, yet uncertain of where they would fall.

Then I met you.

And suddenly the world grew wider,

We crossed dense forests wrapped in emerald shade

To find waterfalls hidden from the crowd;

We climbed the hills before the break of dawn,

Where sunrise painted gold upon the clouds.

We listened to the music of melting glaciers,

Silver rivers singing as they flowed;

Yet every wonder the earth could offer

Fell silent beside the smile you showed.

You became my favorite season,

The calm within my restless sea;

The moonlight resting on dark waters,

Your presence is a gentle alchemy,

Turning ordinary moments into home.

Your gentle hand awakened all my soul,

Like coffee mingled sweet with warming cream;

In the quiet harmony of you,

Made the broken parts of me feel whole.

I smile when your fingers find my hand.

I smile when you lean a little near.

I smile when your lips meet mine.

I smile when your blush says what words cannot declare.

I have signed many papers in this life,

Names written, promises made, journeys begun;

But my most beautiful signature

Was written on 27th December

For my clasp of love….