Live Deep Along

Let’s not skim the surface,
not just breathe—
but live deep along the veins of time,
where your heart and mine
write verses without rhyme.

Let’s not count days
but pour meaning into each minute—
every sunrise, a vow,
every silence, a soft “I’m still here.”
Let’s walk where the world forgets to look—
under stars, through storms,
into the hollows of truth.

Love me not in passing,
but in roots and rivers,
in the way the ocean remembers
its moon.

We’ll build a house
not of walls but of warmth,
of glances that hold,
of laughter that spills,
of hands that never need to ask.

And when the years carve their stories
into the corners of our eyes,
I’ll still see the beginning—
your soul leaning into mine
where all things quiet,
and all things bloom.

So live,
live deep along with me—
not just through life,
but through everything it dares to be.