Love must know how to speak, using words that exist only in the “time of delicacy.” I promise to cherish you until love itself falls ill, ill… And because of this mysterious time, it is necessary to love carefully, with the eyes, with the ears, with the hand that gently touches, to avoid causing harm… while there is still time.

In the fragile moments where love lives and breathes, we must tread gently, with a sensitivity that honors the delicate nature of our hearts. Each look, each whisper, each tender touch should be infused with care, as if navigating a landscape of fine glass. It is in these subtle gestures that the true essence of love is revealed, not in grand declarations, but in the quiet, thoughtful acts that show our deepest affection.

As we move through this mysterious time, let us embrace the beauty of delicate love, savoring each precious second. For love, in its purest form, demands our patience, our gentleness, and our unwavering commitment to nurturing its fragile flame. ❤️🙏🏾

©️ Beatriz Esmer