In the quiet moments of dawnâs embrace,
A tender touch begins its gentle trace,
Through whispers soft like morningâs dew,
Affection blooms, ever pure and true.
The sunlit paths where shadows dance,
We walk together, hand in hand by chance,
In every look, a silent story told,
Affectionâs warmth, more precious than gold.
Beneath the stars that light the night,
Hearts entwined in their gentle flight,
In the silent song of the moonlit sea,
Affection sings its melody, wild and free.
Through seasons change and timeâs gentle flow,
Affectionâs light continues to glow,
In every moment, both near and far,
A timeless bond, a guiding star.