Is This the Rizz That Speaks to the Soul?

A poetic confession for those who fall in love with the way someone exists in silence.

Question: What is your best poetic rizz?

Here’s mine, carved from the heart and dipped in a little moonlight:

If I had met you in another life,
I wouldn’t ask for your name.
I’d recognize your soul by the silence it calmed,
By the way time slowed to hear you speak.

You see, love isn’t fireworks—
It’s the warmth in a cup left for you on the counter.
It’s the way your laughter feels like home
In a world that keeps building walls.

I don’t want to sweep you off your feet.
I want to walk beside you,
Through rain, ruin, and the quiet wonder of Tuesday mornings.
You don’t need a knight. You need someone
Who knows when to be still,
When to listen,
And how to protect the poetry in your heart
Without rewriting it.