In the quiet whispers of the dawn,
I find a love that stands alone,
A gentle touch upon my soul,
A warmth that I can call my own.

Through mirrored eyes, I see the truth,
A tapestry of scars and grace,
Each flaw a testament to growth,
In self-love’s tender, sweet embrace.

I walk the path of inner light,
With every step, I learn to heal,
In solitude, I find my strength,
A heart that knows what it can feel.

Amidst the chaos, stillness blooms,
A garden nurtured from within,
In self-love’s arms, I find my home,
A sacred space where I begin.