Distance can be a real test of affection, but it's precisely this distance that reveals the true depth of devotion. This collection features heartfelt lines that convey a longing for a tender look and the warmth of a loved one's arms. Every word is filled with hope for a quick meeting that will erase the distance between two hearts. These poems will help express what's difficult to say in a simple phone call or short message. Let poetry become a bridge connecting your souls, despite any obstacles or time zones.<\/p>\n
\nBetween us are maps and borders, And the hum of the train station in the distance. I draw your fluffy eyelashes With chalk on my hand. Let the planes draw the sky, Stitching our cities together. Wherever I am now, apart, My soul is with you forever.\n <\/pre>\n<\/p><\/div>\n\nGeography of waiting<\/h2>\n
\nThere are different stars in my window, And the cold of the northern winds. But it's not too late for me to believe in miracles Among empty and echoing words. I remember every movement, Your laughter and whispers in the silence. You are endless luck, That smiles only on me. We will conquer any miles, Destroy the walls of barriers. I want us to always love, Without looking at the clock.\n <\/pre>\n<\/p><\/div>\n\nPixel look<\/h2>\n
\nThe smartphone screen gives off light, Your image is in every pixel. You are not with me, But you are in a deep sense. I await the beeps, like the call of dawn, To hear your voice again. Just speak tenderly, Erasing this pole.\n <\/pre>\n<\/p><\/div>\n\nDotted lines on the map<\/h2>\n
\nSeparation is a bitter medicine, But only it heals the soul. My invisible kingdom, Where you are queen and spring. I build a bridge of expectations, Of letters full of warmth. Captivated by nightly memories, I wish for only one thing\u2014you. Let the calendar lose its pages, Counting the days until that meeting. Love tests our thorny, earthly path.\n <\/pre>\n<\/p><\/div>\n\nVoice in the speaker<\/h2>\n
\nThere's no need for an envelope anymore, The signal flies faster than a bird. Amidst worries and vanity, I leaf through your pages. Let there be cities and time zones between us. You are in my heart forever, my earthly heaven.\n <\/pre>\n<\/p><\/div>\n\nSynchronized dreams<\/h2>\n
\nWhen the sunset casts a shadow over the sleepy city outside the window, I indulge in my imagination, dreaming of only one thing. About how you'll quietly open the door, step straight into May. And the daring evil will fly away, just believe and don't be sad. I will gather all the kilometers into one tight and strong knot. Let the furious winds blow\u2014the world without you is damn narrow.\n <\/pre>\n<\/p><\/div>\n\nKilometers don't count<\/h2>\n
\nI treasure your profile in my memory, like the most precious amulet. I treasure each new day, in which your gentle light shines. Even if seas separate us, and endless highways. I wait for you, my love, more strongly than a thousand awards.\n <\/pre>\n<\/p><\/div>\n\nOrbit of Tenderness<\/h2>\n
\nOn the map, a dot is you, Another dot is my gloomy home. Between them are lines, architectural figures. I have learned your code and route, The schedule of all the flights. Just don't forget this In the heat of separation and interests. We will meet soon, believe me, I will hold you closer. And we will close the door tighter, So that it will become much easier for us.\n <\/pre>\n<\/p><\/div>\n\nSnow between us<\/h2>\n
\nIt's raining in your land now, But here I am, it's snowing. Just believe and just wait, My beloved, my dear. We share the sky between us, Though there are hundreds of miles between us. And in these short lines, My love's silent protest.\n <\/pre>\n<\/p><\/div>\n\nA beacon in the fog of everyday life<\/h2>\n
\nYour voice on the phone is like a balm, For the wounds of long separations. I won't believe the mirrors, That see the sadness of my torment. I see the sparkle of your eyes, Through distance and fog. Amidst all the lonely nights, You will heal my flaws. Let the hands spin faster, Bringing closer the moment of touch. Among the altars alien to me, You are a deity and inspiration.\n <\/pre>\n<\/p><\/div>\n\nDigital heat<\/h2>\n
\nGreetings fly hundreds of miles away, their pulse racing. You are my only dawn, my only happiness. Let the wires hum at times, transmitting the current of confessions. I am enchanted only by you, beyond boundaries and beyond distances.\n <\/pre>\n<\/p><\/div>\n\nInner compass<\/h2>\n
\nI fall asleep with the thought that you're laughing in your sleep. Beyond the distant horizon, your ray will touch me. Separation teaches us to appreciate the moments given by fate. An invisibly connected thread stretches after you. No matter how many days pass until our most important day, my soul always goes to you, as soldiers have walked home throughout the centuries.\n <\/pre>\n<\/p><\/div>\n\nFrozen time<\/h2>\n
\nYour scent is etched into my jacket, Your gaze imprinted on my subconscious. Even if everything in the world goes wrong, You shorten the distance. With just one word, "come," At least in thought, at least for a while. With a fire burning in my chest, The burden of separation is easier to bear.\n <\/pre>\n<\/p><\/div>\n\nBreathing routes<\/h2>\n
\nWhen silence falls, and the city turns off its shop windows, you are the only one in the world, the root cause of my love. I send you my tender verse, may it warm your shoulders. Amidst my worldly cares, I await only our one meeting. Let mountain ranges and the wicked depths of the oceans separate us. In my dreams there is only you, and all doubts are useless.\n <\/pre>\n<\/p><\/div>\n\nThe end of the wait<\/h2>\n
\nThe last step, the last day, And the circle of separation will be broken. The shadow of expectation will disappear, I will kiss your hands. We have proven that love Is stronger than space and laws. I will repeat to you again: You are my life among millions.\n <\/pre>\n<\/p><\/div>\n<\/div>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"Distance can be a real test of affection, but it's precisely this distance that reveals the true depth of devotion. This collection features heartfelt lines that convey a yearning for a tender gaze and\u2026<\/p>","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[59],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-135654","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-stihi"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/imgist.ru\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/135654","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/imgist.ru\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/imgist.ru\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/imgist.ru\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/imgist.ru\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=135654"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/imgist.ru\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/135654\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":136262,"href":"https:\/\/imgist.ru\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/135654\/revisions\/136262"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/imgist.ru\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=135654"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/imgist.ru\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=135654"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/imgist.ru\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=135654"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}