Category: True Love

A Journey Of True Soul Love

The Bridge

When even a few miles
apart aches
your embrace cannot
reach me
the space in between
seems a turbulent sea
the dark of the night
is a thick curtain
through which I cannot see
love is the bridge
to always reach
you

©RoseGirl2025

The Song You Sing

I’ll be your song you sing
that comes
from deep within
that caresses your vocal cords
dances on its strings
strokes your lips
and finds its way out

Your song that
touches hearts
that is before you
around you
that echoes you
Until singer and song
become one

©RoseGirl2025

My Country

My country envelopes you
as if it were me
My waters, my canals
My vast land
With every step you take here
you touch me
I touch you

In the capital
you’ll find
the depth of my heart
I’ll be your guide
your solid ground
on which you make
new discoveries

©RoseGirl2025

The Rose Garden

We travel, we move
but always there is
the rose garden
to return to
to harvest our love

Roses still bloom
even in early autumn
trees stand firm and tall
in harnony

We travel
but maybe,
we’re not going anywhere
‘cause everywhere you look
it’s about me and you

©RoseGirl2025

To Rest

Can I lay my heart to rest
in your arms
so it can soften, relax,
feel: all is well
its flood of salt water
can dry up in your sun
its racing beat slow down
in sync with yours
like a song
that makes hope sound

©RoseGirl2025

A Stream To Follow

The river,
there’s always the river
to return to
water that moves and connects
that feels, that longs and knows
in its depth
A stream to follow
do not let your eyes drown in it
but let it clean and cradle
your soul

Let it carry you,
take you
to that so welcome shore

©RoseGirl2025

The Other Half

Maybe the night is just the night
and not a monster that attacks me
that shows its teeth
and bites

Maybe the night is just the night
if you’re here with me
in sweet dreams
and loving lullabies

Then maybe the night
is just
the other half of the day

©RoseGirl2025

Traces

I follow a thousand traces
The song of a bird
in the morning
The clovers in the grass
The sun that breaks through
on a rainy day
A butterfly that flutters
around me
And all those traces lead to you

©RoseGirl2025

Looking Into Love

Storylines and fairy tales
Waves and shakes
Thunder and storms
And even the songs
the poems, the words,
the notes
the rain, the pearls
it all fades away
when I look
into your eyes again
‘cause it’s the heart that matters most

©RoseGirl2025

Silent Witnesses

It seems like
the forest is back the forest again
Nothing to see
no more
of how we once walked here together
in the wilderness
of our silent dreams
Has the soft moss forgotten
our footsteps?
The branches that once bowed for us

Or are all the words
we didn’t speak
in fact, still carved
into every tree

©RoseGirl2025

I AM

In the stillness of the evening
when there’s nothing left to say,
nothing left to do
beneath the surface of fears
and thoughts,
there’s only I AM
where I merge with you

©RoseGirl2025

Bare Tree

The tree is bare
and is stripped from all
that doesn’t belong to it
It has let go
Meanwhile rooted
in all that is true
and nourishing
As it knows
only from nakedness
it can blossom and bloom

©RoseGirl2025

Where Are You

Where are you?
I’ve asked the wind to blow
my song into your ear
But the wind, moving from
east to west
and north to south,
has no clue
where to find you
Maybe because
you are where the wind
cannot come
you’re in the untouched space
where love resides
you’re in me
in the eye of the storm

©RoseGirl2025

In The Cocoon

In the cocoon
the dark shows itself
in many shades
it holds threads
of the past
and yet the wings
of the future
It holds rest
it holds roots
it holds the many faces
of bad dreams
it holds the promise
of me and you

Because one day
when it’s time to fly
the dark will burst
and open
into colourful rays

©RoseGirl2025

Hands That Dance

These hands that dance
that have cared
that have opened
and closed
reached out and pulled back
that have given, received
grabbed and let go
that have touched and sensed
that have worked, created and played

These hands that have waved
you goodbye
and welcomed you

These hands that have held you

©RoseGirl2024

It Is A Dance

It is a sad yet loving dance
It is a fearful yet desiring dance
It is risky yet secure dance
All over the floor
and yet almost
as if nothing has truly moved
It is a wild yet subdued dance
An open yet intimate dance
It is a still yet creative dance
This dance I dance with you

©RoseGirl2024

When The Birds Come Home

When the birds come home
After the apocalypse
And a rainbow is shown
Peace is restored

When the demons
are extinguished,
have destroyed each other
In fire, in chaos,
in thunder and storm

There is this paradise
where the real survived
A pristine island
of me and you

©RoseGirl2024

Circular

My bird, when you fly
make it a dance
gracious and holy
the wind behind your wings
is your music
whatever leaves
always comes back
life is circular
we just dance the lines
of the lemniscate

©RoseGirl2024