In the quiet of the night, your words find me,
Echoes of love in every breath and sigh,
A tapestry woven with tender truths,
Unraveling the depths where emotions lie.

Your verses paint the sky with hues unknown,
A gentle reminder of the power within,
With every line, a heart finds its home,
A sanctuary where healing can begin.

Through your eyes, the world seems softer,
Love is not a battlefield, but a dance,
A delicate waltz in the moonlight’s glow,
A chance to be seen, to be whole, to enhance.

So let us gather these whispers of love,
Like scattered petals in the morning dew,
Embrace the essence of what it means to feel,
In the poetry of hearts, we find what’s true.