In the quiet of the night, she whispers, Her presence a balm, soothing our fears, A gentle touch, a warm…
In the quiet morning light she wakes, Her heart a vessel full of grace, With tender hands and gentle touch,…
In the quiet dawn, her gentle touch, A beacon of love, a guiding light, Through storms and calm, she gives…
In her arms, I find solace, A haven from the world’s storms, Her love, an eternal embrace, That keeps me…
In her eyes, the stars align, Guiding us through the darkest night. Her gentle touch, a balm so kind, In…
In the quiet moments of dawnâs first light, Her love is a beacon, shining bright. Through the storms and the…
In the quiet dawn of morning’s light, Her whispers guide, banishing the night. With tender hands, she mends each tear,…