In the quiet of the morning light,
Your hand finds mine, soft and warm,
A silent promise, a gentle might,
A bond unspoken, free from harm.

Through bustling streets and crowded days,
Fingers entwined, a steadfast guide,
In the chaos, in the haze,
Together strong, side by side.

In the stillness of the evening glow,
Holding hands beneath the stars,
A silent dance, a tender flow,
Hearts entwined, no distance far.

In every touch, a story told,
Of dreams shared and paths aligned,
A love forever, brave and bold,
In the gentle holding of hands we find.