Comfort in Silence
Celebrating the Peaceful Embrace of Silent Connection
In the stillness, our souls intertwine,
A love so deep, so pure, so fine,
No need for words to fill the air,
For our connection is beyond compare.
Comfort in silence, a love so rare,
A bond so strong, beyond compare,
In the hush, our hearts entwine,
Finding solace in a love divine.
In moments when words cannot express,
Our silent whispers still confess,
The depths of love that words can't show,
In the peaceful quiet, our love does grow.
Comfort in silence, a love so rare,
A bond so strong, beyond compare,
In the hush, our hearts entwine,
Finding solace in a love divine.
In the stillness, I find my peace,
In your embrace, all worries cease,
For in the quiet, I feel so free,
With you, in silence, is where I want to be.
Comfort in silence, a love so rare,
A bond so strong, beyond compare,
In the hush, our hearts entwine,
Finding solace in a love divine.
So let's cherish the moments of quiet bliss,
Where our love is felt in every gentle kiss,
For in the silence, our love does shine,
Finding comfort in a love so fine.
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Sorrowful Whisper
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Well written!
This was so beautifully written! Well done!