We danced at the eve of the Taj Mahal—a place where marble remembers devotion,where every curve and arch is a…

Love under the Eiffel Tower,in the place where your palms held mebeneath the stars of life. You dazzled me in…

I planted my vision in silence,not because I was afraid,but because the soil of stillnessis richer than applause. No trumpets,…

Love showed up at my door today,not with roses or a marching band,but like the ocean—slow, tidal, a little dangerous—the…

In the Kingdom of Me,I’ve built walls so fine,they’re lined with velvet silenceand guarded by my spine. Here, the moat…

Right on Time I used to tap my foot at the Universe,as if God were a baristawho’d misplaced my order.“Excuse…

She leaveslike a diplomat—no flinch, no farewell,just the precision of presencewithdrawnlike tide from a shorethat no longer sings her name.…

They told me,“Contain yourself.”As if my joy were a rogue balloon,floating too high for their comfort.But I was never meant…

I don’t enter rooms.I consecrate them. Perfume of frankincense,hips like a sermon,eyes that say: I know exactly where your soul’s…

She does not ask to be adored—She simply is,like moonlight over saltwater,soft but sovereign,a velvet flame wrapped in silk thunder.…