Syllable

Arriving at the conclusion

to find there is none.

For my heart will never cease its 

love, 

with me— no need to reason with 

a reason.

Love may be a single syllable,

yet, it holds the escape of an

endless exhale.

Love may present the need to

gasp for air,

but it feels amazing to let it

breathe— and inhale.

—JG  ©2026