Rhyme and Reflection

Spinning life’s chaos into laughs, stories, and verses — because therapy is expensive

Every Gesture, Every Glance

Tuesday, April 15, 2025 | 1 minute read

You’re beautiful,
I don’t just mean the way you look—
it’s in how you laugh, how you move,
how you turn a room with just your hook

The way your hair catches the light,
it’s kinda wild, kinda right
You’ve got that easy kind of grace
that makes the world slow down,
makes me forget my place

You’re not just want—
you’re my need
You’re the rhythm in my heartbeat,
the air when I breathe

When you glance my way?
it’s like the universe takes a breath—
pauses for a second
just to see what you’ll do next

Your brown eyes?
Deep—like stories told in candlelight
I look, and I’m gone,
lost in that endless night

And your lips—they’re poetry in motion
Soft, sweet.. like secrets I’ve always wanted
You speak and I’m undone—
like gravity forgot how to run

Your hair’s a wave I want to drown in,
a midnight sky I want to lie within
And I swear, when you smile,
it’s like something sacred begins

You’re my fire,
my calm,
my golden hour glow
You’re every song I hum
and didn’t know I know

You’re beautiful
.. You’re beautiful


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