In the dance of whispered dreams,
Words weave through the air,
Gently painting vivid scenes,
Of hope, love, and care.
Echoes of promises softly spoken,
Resonate within the soul,
Binding hearts, never broken,
Making the spirit whole.
Words like rivers flow and glide,
Carving paths through time and space,
They carry secrets, never to hide,
In their warm, embracing grace.
Yet in silence, they find their might,
In pauses, breaths between the lines,
Words can guide us through the night,
With their gentle, guiding signs.