Poetry is a love affair between the soul and words …

Poetry is a love affair between the soul and words …

Poetry is a love affair between the soul and words, a dance of emotions and thoughts intertwined. It is the way of the heart to express its deepest desires and fears, to whisper its secrets and dreams to the world.

In the delicate balance of rhythm and rhyme, the soul finds solace and release. Each word a brushstroke on the canvas of the heart, painting a picture of the innermost feelings and yearnings.

Through poetry, the soul speaks its truth, weaving a tapestry of emotions that resonate with the hearts of others. It is a prayer, a plea for understanding and connection, a way to bridge the gap between the self and the world.

In the embrace of poetry, the soul finds a sanctuary, a safe haven to lay bare its vulnerabilities and triumphs. It is a love affair that transcends time and space, a timeless expression of the human experience.

Let the words flow like a river, carrying the essence of the soul to whoever is willing to listen. For poetry is the language of the heart, a love affair that will never fade.

Copyright ? Beatriz Esmer


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