Hi,
I’ve been thinking about what makes love real.
Not the kind that burns fast and leaves you empty, but the kind that feels quiet and steady. The kind that finds you, not because you were looking, but because your soul was ready.
It’s rare to meet someone whose presence feels like a mirror, whose silence feels like home. When that happens, love becomes something deeper than chemistry. It becomes recognition.
That’s what I wrote this piece about.
Poem:
Before Touch
If you fall in love with their soul
before you ever touch their skin,
then it is real love.
Skin is easy to crave,
but the soul is where the true hunger begins.
To be drawn not just to their lips,
but to the pauses between their thoughts.
Not just to their body,
but to the weight of their dreams.
That is intimacy.
Anyone can touch skin,
but very few can reach
the place where it truly matters.
Real love is not about fireworks that fade.
It is the slow burn that keeps glowing
even when the world turns dark.
It is when two souls dance
before their hands ever meet.
When eyes write poetry
long before lips do.
When hearts recognize each other
before the body even comes close.
That is when touch becomes more than touch.
It becomes worship.
That is when love feels less like desire
and more like destiny.
And if you have ever known this kind of connection,
you already know
it is the most beautiful thing in the world.
Real love does not demand proof. It reveals itself slowly, in moments that feel like breathing. If this piece stayed with you, maybe you have known a love like that too.
Talk soon,
TearsOfTheSoul
✨ P.S. My book Tears of the Soul is out now. It is filled with poems that touch the same quiet, unspoken corners of love and healing.
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Until next time, love deeply, and let it find you gently.