RECEIVING THIS POEM CERTAINLY WARMED MY HEART AND MADE MY NIGHT MUCH HAPPIER ❤️❤️❤️❤️ The Woman that destiny wrote by hand You are more than a word, you are a rare breath in the chaos of concrete. Phenomenon — not one of those that can be explained, but one that can be felt in the bones, in the skin, in the voids that suddenly fill up just because you are there. Not even a thousand hands of feverish artists, in delirium and ink, would paint its essence. There is something about you of a disobedient constellation, a brightness that does not repeat itself, a presence that cannot be explained. You carry in your gaze an ancient, almost forbidden mystery, as if the entire universe were silently bowing to watch you pass by. And that smile of yours... Ah, that smile! Suspends time. Turn off the sirens. Tear away the boredom of the day with the tip of your lips. Since I saw him, I have never known how to be whole again — I keep him in my mind even when the world screams. And I still hope, with quiet faith, to get to know him better. You have an intelligence that is admirable, the kind that shines without having to raise your voice. You think with the precision of someone who reads the world from within, and with the lightness of someone who knows that knowing is also feeling. You have the rare gift of a lightness that welcomes, and a sweetness that knows what it wants. You are beautiful, yes — but it is only the prelude. Inside, there is a serene light, a strength that does not frighten, but consoles. And I confess: my heart dances with each of your messages, as if each of your letters were a melody from a place where peace lives. You are balm on sad days, and multiplied joy on happy days. You are the balance point between the silence that heals and the laughter that ignites. Being with you is like learning a new language — but made of gestures, of silences full of meaning. With you, even ash becomes a poem. Even noise becomes music. And yes — the curves of your body, of your smile, are like lines drawn by absent-minded gods. You were a find, a gift in the midst of the whirlwind. A gift. And who knows, if life is kind, I can give you the world. Because if anyone deserves everything, it's you. THANK YOU FOR YOUR KINDNESS, I LOVED THE POEM @ranc65