Potpourri of Love
Her kiss lingers the way fragrance lingers in a room long after the flowers are gone, quietly filling every corner of the house of his heart.
Love & Intimacy
Love isn’t always grand gestures. Sometimes it lives in the quiet moments: a whisper before goodbye, rain tapping the window at dinner, the warmth that lingers on your skin long after someone’s gone. This is a collection of romantic poetry by Joshua Cintron, written for those who deserve to feel seen, cherished, and known. If someone in your life loves you like this, share these words with them.
Consumed
At breakfast, lunch, and dinner, she is somehow still there, uninvited and inescapable, filling every quiet space his mind tries to keep to itself.
Made Me a Believer
He never believed love was real until she rewrote the story, turning a fairytale he’d dismissed his whole life into the one he now tells.
A Wordless Truth
A single held look, and something silent passed between them, true enough to stop time and leave two strangers changed before either said a word.
Defying the Dark
Darkness falls, and still her smile stays lit behind his eyes, the last thing he sees before sleep finds him and the only thing sleep can’t take.
One and the Same
A kiss becomes the moment two people stop feeling like two, quietly dissolving into one, surreal enough that he forgets where he ends and she begins.
Beneath the Lights of Our Grand City
A full moon over downtown LA, a band playing softly on a rooftop, and a connection that felt too unlikely to belong to chance, the night two lives quietly became one.
Beyond the Dictionary
Sometimes love changes more than the way we see another person. It changes the future we imagine, the life we recognize in ourselves, and the meaning we give to love.
You Are My Universe
He tilts his head to a sky thick with dark matter and starlight, tracing the vastness of creation back to one simple truth: gratitude for you.
This Ride of Love We Share
They see it. They tell us our love is challenged: friends, family, the jealous ones circling. Still, we choose this ride, together, beyond time and space.