Love me sincerely, and I will pour my soul into you—I will love you honestly, and truthfully, with a loyalty that does not waver in storm or silence.

Amada Paul Israel
@israelamadapaul172464
4 days ago

𝐃𝐔𝐋𝐂𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐀


Each time I think about you,
My heart, like a river, flows anew—
I keep falling, endlessly falling,
In love with you,
As though each thought of you
Is a fresh bloom in the garden of my soul.

Love that grows from the heart—
Ah, such a love is sacred and rare,
It lasts longer than seasons,
And never weathers nor wrinkles with time.
It does not grow weary nor turn cold;
It never becomes old, not even physically
For love, when true, is eternally young.

Baby, with you, I am complete.
I feel whole, at peace, and wrapped in comfort
Each moment I am with you.
You are my resting place, my calm after chaos,
My soft place in a hardened world.

Love me sincerely,
And I will pour my soul into you—
I will love you honestly,
And truthfully,
With a loyalty that does not waver in storm or silence.

I am happy—truly, deeply—
That I met you.
Not by chance, but by destiny’s quiet orchestration.
I appreciate God, the great composer of life,
For crafting your mom and dad,
For weaving their love,
That you might be born—
A light to enter my world
As a beautiful enlightenment,
Warming the cold corridors of my being.

I value you, Dulcinea.
In my eyes, you are rare—a darling,
More than a sweetheart,
More than any name the tongue can utter.
You are poetry walking in flesh,
Grace wrapped in beauty,
A melody made visible.

You are pretty,
A vision pleasing to my sight,
As though heaven dipped a brush in starlight
And painted you into existence.

You are my favourite babe—
My chosen, my beloved,
The rhythm in my silence,
The muse in my quiet hours.
And I pray—oh, I pray—
That as time winds onward,
You will remain just as you are:
Unchanged in essence,
Unmoved in love,
Forever you.


@nirclepoetry