In the gentle clasp of your fingers, I findWhispers of comfort that words cannot bind,A silent conversation, a tender embrace,Where hopes and dreams find their place.Through seasons of laughter and rivers of tears,<>Our hands entwined, dispelling our fears,In each delicate touch, a promise we weave,Of moments together and love we believe.As the world spins on in ceaseless haste,We find our sanctuary in the quietest space,Where time slows down and hearts align,In the simple act of your hand in mine.Let the storms rage, let the night fall,For in your grasp, I shall stand tall,In this silent vow, our souls will dance,In the timeless rhythm of a lover’s trance.