TITTLE: THE BEAUTY OF IT You said,
this year is not for love but how do I silence a heart that beats your name with every breath? You are fine Wine.. rare, deep, unforgettable, the kind of beauty that lingers long after the first taste. When you smile, the world softens, when you laugh, the air feels lighter, and my soul whispers, stay. I don’t ask to cage you, or rush you like a storm. I ask for a chance, to walk beside you, to celebrate your highs and carry part of your lows. Let me love you slowly, with patience and fire, with laughter and quiet care. Let me be your peace, not your prison.