In the quiet corners of a weary heart,
Love whispers softly, a fragile art.
Amidst the shadows where sorrow lies,
A tender light begins to rise.
Through the storms of endless night,
A gentle touch, a guiding light,
In the embrace of love’s warm clasp,
Depression loosens its heavy grasp.
Tears mingle with words unspoken,
Yet love remains, a bond unbroken.
In the depths where darkness roams,
Love builds bridges, creating homes.
Together they walk through valleys deep,
Where secrets and silent sorrows sleep.
In love’s presence, a new dawn starts,
Healing the wounds of troubled hearts.