In the quiet of the evening’s glow,
Her voice, a gentle, soothing flow.
With every word, a world she weaves,
A tapestry of dreams and leaves.

Her hands, a cradle, warm and kind,
Embrace the shadows, fears unwind.
In her eyes, a light that guides,
Through stormy seas, where hope abides.

She is the dawn, a promise new,
The morning’s breath, a sky of blue.
Her laughter, like a river’s song,
Carries the weary heart along.

In her embrace, a world complete,
A sanctuary where hearts meet.
A gentle whisper in the night,
Her love, a star forever bright.