Soul to Squeeze


I hold your soul within me,  
always, like breath in my core,  
in the spaces where silence lingers,  
in the laughter we share,  
in every heartbeat,  
you reside—  
the light that guides my way.  

You are my secret,  
a quiet echo of joy,  
woven through the fabric of my days,  
unseen yet felt, like the warmth of the sun  
on a winter morning,  
in the whispers of the breeze,  
and the shimmer of the stars.  

Wherever I wander,  
you are my compass,  
in the laughter of strangers,  
and the beauty of dusk,  
through valleys of doubt and shadows of fear,  
your essence wraps around me,  
an unbreakable thread of dreams.  

Though time may test and distance stretch,  
never doubt this truth I hold—  
for in every step I take,  
you walk beside me,  
through the storms and stillness,  
in every sigh that escapes my lips,  
you dwell,  
a timeless promise in my heart.  

So when the world feels heavy,  
and the shadows dance with despair,  
I close my eyes  
and feel your presence,  
a love that knows no bounds,  
a bond that shapes my very being,  
for I carry your soul,  
always safe,  
deep within me.

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