When passion waits in silence, it only burns brighter when it’s found…” ❦ Sonnet I – The Waiting by Elian Blackwell paypal.me/TimSelinpoet

“I’m just an older man chasing more than par— I’m chasing the joy of walking the fairway beside her. ❦ A Sonnet for the Woman Who Swings My Heart ❦ I’m retired, but my soul still writes with fire.

“Some moments don’t need words—just her hand in mine, soft as summer wind. ❦ Quiet Devotion ❦ I’m retired, but my soul still writes with fire. If you’ve ever felt something stir from my words—joy, ache, longing—I’d be grateful for your support. 💖 paypal.me/TimSelinpoet

Sometimes friendship sparks a question… and a hope. 💫 #Poetry #Love”

“While she rests, I guard her dreams… because love is often quiet, and safest in silence. 🌙 #Poetry #Love #ElianBlackwell paypal.me/TimSelinpoet”

She let me play through, but I’d rather linger in her rough— because sometimes losing your balls is the best part of the game. ⛳😉 #GolfLife #SexySwing #PoetryWithATwist 💖 paypal.me/TimSelinpoet”

“Blush and silk, fire and softness—one look, and I’m lost in the promise of her kiss. 💖 paypal.me/TimSelinpoet”

We are stronger than we think. “I can fly on faith and will alone…” 💖 paypal.me/TimSelinpoet

“You feel like warmth when winter bites my skin… A soul I know, a love that frees me.” — Elian Blackwell 💖 paypal.me/TimSelinpoet

He sang the truth beneath the neon night… A tribute to Hendrix. A sonnet for dreamers, rebels, and stars that never burn out. Read Sonnet of the Astro Man by Elian Blackwell. 🚀💫 paypal.me/TimSelinpoet

Just a quick note to all my followers and friends 💬 I never invest in anything with anyone online. If you see my name tied to any financial offers, crypto projects, or investment pitches — it’s not me. I’m here to share poetry, stories, and connection. Nothing more

“Home isn’t a place—it’s when you’re near. Even across the stars, I’m still tethered to you. 💫 I’m retired, but my soul still writes with fire. paypal.me/TimSelinpoet”

Through fires only burning lovers fill… and still, I burn. ❦ A Sonnet to the Hunger That Takes Us ❦ 💖 paypal.me/TimSelinpoet

We didn’t just build a house—we built a life. Side by side, hand in hand.” 🪵🌿 #Poetry #LoveInAction

Friends first, soulmates after. I’m retired, but my soul still writes with fire. If you’ve ever felt something stir from my words—joy, ache, longing—I’d be grateful for your support. 💖 paypal.me/TimSelinpoet

“Even in the darkest night, your love is my shelter, my flame, my forever. 💖 paypal.me/TimSelinpoet”

“The sun may rise, but love’s true flame burns in the spaces where shadows play. I write for that fire, and for those who still believe in it. ✨ Your support keeps the poetry alive. 💖 paypal.me/TimSelinpoet”

Morning light awakens—but love is the flame that truly shines. May your day begin with warmth and fire. 💖 paypal.me/TimSelinpoet

A kiss at the top of the Eiffel Tower. A night of love above Paris’ lights. The city of desire, the city of us. ✨ 💖 paypal.me/TimSelinpoet

Betrayal doesn’t just break the heart—it breaks the soul.” I’m retired, but my soul still writes with fire. paypal.me/TimSelinpoet 💖