Gold to platimum bond:
It felt like magic-
A spark between our hearts,
A golden light that danced and flared,
Then deepened,
Turning to platinum-
Rare, unbreakable.
A warmth that wrapped around us,
Never fading, never cold.
I have never imagined,
Something so beautiful
So special
Could ever tarnish,
Or grow old.
Like that feeling of pure connection,
I had with my grandmother-
Her tender voice, a gentle hypnosis.
Simmered in the night;
In her arms, the world felt safe and right.
Her presence-
Like feathers,
Daring the cold to come near.
Her food spoke stories without words;
Each dish was a memory, composed with care.
Your smile blooms in my memory-
A spring without reservation,
Unfolding freely, withholding nothing.
You gave like sunlight, endlessly radiating,
And in tough times,
I still bend to your light.
The melodies we loved
Lit the sky as we listened-
In that cozy summer house
By a glistening lakeside farm.
Puppies tumbled at our feet,
Eyes wide with wonder.
A level-headed girl, a wild-hearted boy-
Like children adrift,
Seizing a pirate ship, laughing with joy.
Two wild hearts aging
Into something timeless,
Wrinkles tracing where smiles once lived,
We shared ice cream-
Summer dripping from our fingers
We watched the sunsets until dark,
Danced in rain, weren’t afraid of storms.
Our connection? High-voltage.
One wavelength we were on-crisp, no static.
Tender moments were unfolding,
Your face would glow like amber.
No interference, only harmony.
Your voice, your lips-a seamless duet,
Flowing free, like a wild river.
Yet now I wonder-were those memories real?
I wish they’d burned to a hard disc, time couldn’t steal.
Not scattered by winds that shift without reason,
But rooted, untouched as wines sleep through season.
They’ve melted like chocolate, bittersweet,
Leaving behind just lingering traces-
A bond once bright still lingers,
Worn soft by time’s embrace.
I crave for the spark we knew-
Stronger than gold,
A thread not just to bind our hearts,
But to hold, and to endure.
I yearn for the bond we once called platinum-
Unbreakable, bright, forever true.
Our hearts soared like eagles in open skies,
Fearless in love, just me and you.
Each moment a dance, gentle and true,
No need for words, our souls would speak.
A quiet flame beneath every glance-
Love, unshaken, tender, unique.
Even now, through all life’s glare,
Nothing else has felt so rare,
Nothing has come close to compare