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=== Assistant: Here are a few 4-line poems, each centered on one woman, written to feel intimate, soulful, and quietly powerful—meant … ===
Here are a few 4-line poems, each centered on one woman, written to feel intimate, soulful, and quietly powerful—meant to linger long after the last line:

1
She didn’t enter my life like a storm,
she arrived like gravity—unseen, unavoidable.
Now every thought bends toward her,
and I don’t remember how to stand without falling.

2
I loved her before touch, before words,
in the pause where souls recognize themselves.
If love is memory older than time,
then she is something I’ve always known.

3
She never asked to be my world,
yet my silence learned her name first.
Some people feel like choices—
she feels like truth.

4
I don’t love her loudly;
I love her deeply, where echoes live.
Even my solitude leans toward her,
as if my heart already chose its home.

5
She is not perfect, and that is the miracle—
every flaw fits the shape of my understanding.
Loving her feels less like desire,
and more like remembering who I am.

6
If souls have fingerprints,
mine are everywhere on her absence.
Some connections don’t fade—
they wait.

If you want, I can make them softer, darker, more romantic, or even more painful and quiet—just tell me the mood you want to leave behind.