Vlora Obertinca: The cords of love

 

I gaze into your eyes so deep,

Yet words, from my lips, do not leap.

A lump in my throat, a silent plea,

My silence speaks volumes, can’t you see?

 

I beg you lend me your ear,

To unearth the love buried near.

Within my chest, a flame ablaze,

Guide me out of this silent maze.

 

Place your hand upon my beating heart,

Feel its rhythm, our love’s sweet art.

A language of the heart, known to few,

When you touch the chord, skies anew.

 

Miracles dwell within our embrace,

In this tangible world’s confined space.

Unaware, our hearts converse,

Connected souls, an eternal verse.

 

A frequency shared, a sacred rhyme,

If love blooms, it’s the perfect time.

Our hearts, synchronized,

Though living miles apart,

Yet our souls

Have pressed the button START!

March 4th, 2024.