In the gentle curve of your hands, Lies the strength of mountains, The tenderness of a summer breeze, Guiding me…
In the silence of the night, When the world fades to dreams, Your hand finds mine, warm and light, Binding…
In the quiet of the night, hands reach out, Seeking solace, a silent vow, Fingers intertwined, hearts begin to sprout,…
Our hands, they craft the dreams we chase, With every touch, they leave their trace. Fingers weaving stories old and…
Hands that hold dreams, gentle and strong, They cradle hopes, guiding them along, Fingers tracing paths of destiny, In the…
In the quiet of the night, we stroll, Your hand in mine, we become whole. Under the moon’s watchful gaze,…
In the silent symphony of hands, they speak without words, Crafting love unseen, whispering secrets untold. Fingers entwined, a language…
The hands that grasp and hold so tight, They craft, they build, they guide the night. Fingers dance, creating art,…
In the quiet dawn, the hands awaken, Sculpting dreams from the misty morn, They weave the tapestry of the day,…
In the quiet night, the heart speaks loud, A rhythm of life, a pulse unbowed. Fingers trace the lines of…