In the quiet whispers of the night, Her gentle touch soothes away the fright, A beacon of warmth, her love…
In the quiet dawn, her whispers flow, A gentle touch, where love does grow. Her eyes, a haven, warm and…
In the quiet hush of twilightâs glow, Where shadows dance and soft winds flow, There lies a place where hearts…
In the quiet drawer they lie, soft and neat, A pair of warmth for weary feet, Colors blend in playful…
In the quiet of the morning light, Her gentle hands weave dreams anew, Through whispered words, she guides my flight,…
In the gentle cradle of her arms, Lies a world woven of tender threads, Where whispers turn to lullabies, And…
In the gentle sigh of morning light, Through curtains soft and worn, Home cradles dreams in tender arms, Where each…
When the world grows cold and weary, Find solace in the gentle night, Wrapped in whispers, soft and airy, Comfort…
In the gentle fold of arms, we find A sanctuary where hearts align Whispers of warmth that softly bind In…