Tenderness
Love is such tendernesswhen it rises
when it sediments
when it vaporozes
when it sublimates.
In all its states
it is what you make of it.
Fleeting, it would seem
but its so steadfast
in its tenderness
and so sublime
in its eternal softness.
Stilling your waters
making a lake out of you
with ripples where the
breeze touches carrying the
kisses from a faraway land.
And this is how love
encircles you
you feel as his embrace
and centre yourself.
Poetry by Sona
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Written on 2025-11-20 at 20:50
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