In the quiet warmth of tender arms,
A universe unfolds in silent charms.
Where words may falter, hugs convey,
The solace found in night and day.

Wrapped in whispers, soft and kind,
Hearts align, no need to find
The perfect phrase to ease the storm,
For in an embrace, all is warm.

Through every trial, every tear,
A hug remains, steadfast and near.
It speaks of love, of hope renewed,
In its hold, we’re gently glued.

So let us cherish this simple grace,
A hug that bridges time and space.
In the circle of arms, we find our place,
A wordless bond, a sweet embrace.