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I drew the map of you before we’ve even met,
An ancient geometry I couldn't quite forget.
I know the cadence of your laugh, though we are worlds apart,
Like a phantom frequency vibrating in my heart.
I’ve never touched your hand, I’ve never seen your face,
Yet I feel you moving through this empty space.
I know when we finally meet, you’ll be a sudden flash of grace...
But beauty is a shallow cup for thirst like this to waste.
Because I don't want to hold you just to keep you on display,
And I don't want your surface just to chase the dark away.
I want the architecture of the soul behind your eyes,
I want to stand inside the ruins where your quiet sorrow lies.
I have to experience the truth of who you are,
To map the constellations of your every hidden scar.
Are you the harbor? Are you the open sea?
Are you the one who ends the search, the one who rescues me?
I just have to know...
I have to know.
They’ll write their shallow poetry about your flowing dark hair,
They’ll beg to touch your shadow and call it answered prayer.
But I want the heavy things. The thoughts you never speak.
The fierce and silent fury that you hide when you are weak.
Show me the vibrant, blinding lights that make your spirit sing,
And show me the winter in your heart that freezes everything.
I want to learn your language, the dialect of your pain,
To walk beside you in the drought and hold you in the rain.
I know you in the dark, before our dawn begins,
Before the physical world lets our real lives spin.
I don't want to own you. I don't want to tame your wild.
I just want to be the one who sees the woman and the child.
I want to trace the thoughts you think when you’re entirely alone,
To make a sanctuary out of everything we’ve known.
Are you the final chapter? The home I’ve never seen?
Or are you just the beautiful ghost of a dream?
No... you are real! And I am diving in!
I know you, though we haven't met.
But when the day comes...
My hands will be open.
I don’t want to possess you.
I just want to learn you.
Let me learn you.
Are you the one?
Details
GeneratedSep 12, 2026
Duration4:51
LanguageEnglish
Style
atmospheric cinematic indie folk rock, slow-burn crescendo, warm fingerpicked acoustic guitar, sweeping cello, ambient s
Credits
Prompt bySilentBeat72
ModelAria v6
