In the gentle fold of arms, we find
A sanctuary where hearts align
Whispers of warmth that softly bind
In quiet moments, our spirits entwine

Through tender touch, the world fades away
A silent conversation, a wordless play
In the cradle of comfort, we choose to stay
With every hug, fears gently sway

The language of love in a simple clasp
A gentle strength in its tender grasp
In the soft embrace, we freely bask
Where dreams and hopes are unmasked

In each embrace, a story unfolds
In the warmth, a thousand tales told
A sacred bond that we dearly hold
In the hug’s gentle arms, we find our gold