Aarzooo
Wellknown Ace
I want to touch your soul with tenderness,
To love you slowly, without a deadline,
To whisper your name into the quiet,
And make your restless heart feel mine.
I want to hold you close to me,
To kiss your worries into silence,
To trace the stories on your face,
And love the man behind your resilience.
I want to learn your hidden silences,
The fears you bury beneath your pride,
To find the boy within your strength,
And be the place where he can hide.
I'll be your moon when darkness falls,
The quiet witness to your dreams,
I'll watch the gentle rise of your shoulders,
And love you deeper than it seems.
I want to drown within your eyes,
Until the world becomes unknown,
To cling to you with unguarded trust,
As if your arms were made my own.
And when the world grows loud and cruel,
Let me rest against your chest,
To hear your heartbeat speak to mine,
And find in you my sweetest rest.
For I don't just want your passionate moments,
Or the fire that makes us burn.
I want your ordinary mornings,
And every night to which we return.
I want to be the peace you come home to,
The warmth your weary heart runs to,
Not just a woman who loves you deeply,
But the home your soul finds in, too.
To love you slowly, without a deadline,
To whisper your name into the quiet,
And make your restless heart feel mine.
I want to hold you close to me,
To kiss your worries into silence,
To trace the stories on your face,
And love the man behind your resilience.
I want to learn your hidden silences,
The fears you bury beneath your pride,
To find the boy within your strength,
And be the place where he can hide.
I'll be your moon when darkness falls,
The quiet witness to your dreams,
I'll watch the gentle rise of your shoulders,
And love you deeper than it seems.
I want to drown within your eyes,
Until the world becomes unknown,
To cling to you with unguarded trust,
As if your arms were made my own.
And when the world grows loud and cruel,
Let me rest against your chest,
To hear your heartbeat speak to mine,
And find in you my sweetest rest.
For I don't just want your passionate moments,
Or the fire that makes us burn.
I want your ordinary mornings,
And every night to which we return.
I want to be the peace you come home to,
The warmth your weary heart runs to,
Not just a woman who loves you deeply,
But the home your soul finds in, too.
It's just Aarzoo penning down her thoughts.. 