Love Sonnet XCIII

....I see you fully

Love Sonnet XCIII

 

 

You put your hands on my

shoulder, it feels like the weight

of worlds, those blue-green

orbs, carrying the hopes of

 

millennia. I take your hands,

warm, knowing the dark soil

of misery and mystery, and

kiss their roughness, and

 

calluses of your life.

It is a hard life, one where suffering

and dignity are held close, yet,

 

where there is still courage, wrapped

in the promise of tomorrows. Yaraa,

I see you, hold your hands in mine.

 

Aztec Warrior / redzone 5.17.2026

Author's Note

....thanks for reading.

Reviews

[Thomas W Case]

There’s a deep tenderness in this—hands carrying whole lifetimes, yet still reaching out to be held,
And in that quiet “I see you,” there’s a kind of love that steadies the world instead of trying to fix it.

[redzone]

I appreciate your comment Thomas, it is kind and generous, Thank You!!!