WARP AND WEFT OF OSCULATION
 

Threads of longing, softly entwine,
In fleeting touch, our fates align.

Curves and angles, brush and bend,
Oscillations where passions blend.

Lines in motion, whispers weave,
A tapestry spun of what we believe.

Fingers tracing, threads embrace,
Warp and weft in endless chase.

Shadows dance where feelings drift,
Love’s illusion, a fleeting gift.

Sovona