I suppose I always wanted what Dante Alighieri spoke of, “L’amore che muove il sole e l’altre stelle.” It’s not that I am a hopeless romantic, but rather that I have always yearned for a love so profound, so powerful, that it could move the stars themselves.

There is something indescribably compelling about the idea of a love that transcends the ordinary, that reaches beyond the mundane confines of everyday life. This love, imbued with the essence of the universe, capable of moving celestial bodies, is the kind of love that I have craved. It’s a love that doesn’t merely fill the heart, but ignites the soul, propelling it to heights unimaginable.

I sought a connection so deep, so intense, that it would echo through the very fabric of existence. This love, in its purest form, is not about grand gestures or romantic ideals, but about the quiet, unwavering presence that steadies and inspires. It is the force that compels us to dream, to hope, to believe in something greater than ourselves.

In longing for this, I have not been deluded by the fantasies of romance, but rather drawn to the profound truth that love, in its most potent form, has the power to transform, to elevate, to move the very stars. And in seeking this, I find a purpose, a reason to embrace the beauty and wonder of the world, forever inspired by the possibility of such a love. 🌟
❤️

©️ Beatriz Esmer