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Verse in a Vase

I
If love were a language
I would not speak it loudly

I would hide it
in the way I remember
the stories you tell twice,
in the silence
that never asks to be filled,
in the quiet certainty
of choosing you
when no one is watching.

II
I do not believe
love is measured
by roses that fade
or promises
made in perfect weather.

I believe it lives
in ordinary moments

in waiting,
without keeping score

in listening,
without preparing a reply

in staying
when leaving
would be easier.

III
You have become
like a familiar page
in a favourite book

not because
I have reached the end
but because
I discover something new
each time I return.

IV
If one day
my voice should fail me
read my eyes.

You will find
every unwritten verse
I never had the courage
to place in a vase

And if time
insists on changing us
let it.

May it never change
the quiet miracle
of finding home
in another human heart.

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