Poet

In quiet moments, whispers breathe,

A tapestry of hearts we weave.

With every glance, a story spun,

In the dance of dusk, we become one.

Your laughter, like a gentle song,

Carries me where I belong.

Through every storm, through all the years,

Our love will shine, despite the fears.

So take my hand, let’s chase the stars,

With dreams that know no bounds or bars.

In every heartbeat, deep and true,

I find my home, my heart in you.