In the quiet whispers of the heart,
Where silence speaks louder than words,
Lies the sacred bond of trust, unfurling
Like the gentle wings of a bird.

Through the storms and sunlit days,
Loyalty stands unyielding and true,
A beacon of light in the darkest night,
A hand to hold when skies aren’t blue.

Built on promises made and kept,
In the soul’s deepest, secret place,
Trust thrives like a timeless tree,
Rooted deep in the soil of grace.

In every glance and every touch,
In the spaces between spoken lines,
Loyalty and trust weave their tapestry,
A cherished dance through the sands of time.