Love, I say..
Can live many lives
And die many deaths
Love breathes..
Through long sentences & unspoken words
Stolen stares and meaningless emojis
Love heals..
With comfort foods and warm platters
In aromas that touch your soul
Love hums..
Through a song once shared together
Or a verse recited halfway
Love flows..
Through a quick call to check if you reached home
Or wrapped in a late good night text
Love hides..
Behind fixed tires and filled gas tanks
Between warm folds of laundry and piles of stocked groceries
Love simmers..
With late night chai and left over desserts
After little ones are tucked in bed, resting dreams
Love grows..
Inside you
From leaps of fleeting moments
To waves of passing years
Love blooms..
Watered by kindness and forgiveness
Sparkling and glistening on rainy days
Love shines..
Through the pretty and the ugly
In the cold and the cozy
Love holds..
Unfiltered, unedited
In the glow and the wrinkles
Love stands…
Tall, through the sleepless nights
In loud tantrums
And quiet tears
Love grounds..
In sickness that breaks us
In the pain that heals us
In the loss that completes us
Love brews..
Along rushed smiles out the door
And in slow hugs that say welcome home
Love moves..
In walks together reliving ordinary days
Or hours of aimless couch chats
Sketching plans and weaving dreams
Love wins..
In coffee surprises and planned destinations
Or last minute dates and canceled vacations
Love lives..
Through long, long days that sway
And short lived years that slip away
Where ever this love takes us today
May we find us
Right, next to each other
Starlit and placid like the Ever After
Spellbound and smitten like the first days

5 Comments
This was such a pleasure to hear aloud in Maryam’s voice. It has such beautiful rhythm as well as reflection. May Allah ﷻ grant us all a love that feels like this.
JazakAllah kher Hannah 💕 Ameen
Beautiful words woven together
Soothing
Love it Maryam.
Mashallah 😘
Thank you so much Baji 😍 it means a lot !
This felt like a soft breeze or a hum of words in a place that someone finds comfortable. The repetition of “Love” made me think about how loving seems to be an everyday choice. Alhamdulillah, to be loved and to love :)