I enjoy the feeling
of sipping warm coffee
on a cool morning;
a soft warmth
that touches the senses,
making it feel like home.
Just as I was lost
in my research,
I caught sight of you,
and my gaze softened
into a smile.
That moment spoke louder
than words ever could.
A gaze is never just a gaze.
Radiance is not recognized by the eyes,
but by the soul—and yours
lights up the room effortlessly.
You feel like a love story.
Thailand feels like a love letter
I haven’t read yet.
My love life and my travel plans
are now holding hands. 🤭
My heart is speaking,
and my eyes are translating.
I’m crying,
but these tears write poetry on my cheeks—
lyrics in a melody only the soul can hear.
Freedom arrives like a quiet song,
where joy and melancholy
hold hands like childhood sweethearts. 🤍🕊️🎶
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