Your smile, it slays me softly each day
not in sorrow, but in life’s gentle way.
A thousand suns would envy the light
that dances in your laughter’s flight.
Your hands, so gentle, heal each unseen scar,
turning distant aches into hope not far.
You care with eyes that see beyond skin,
in silence, you sense the storm within.
The world hushes when you call my name,
every comfort and joy never taste the same
unless your presence warms the hours
you make minutes bloom like rain-fed flowers.
I cradle you too, as evenings grow long,
in whispered dreams and midnight song,
My arms a shelter for worry and fear,
holding you close till doubts disappear.
We trade secrets full of trust,
finding miracles in patience and rust.
My care is a promise carved on air,
your lovemy compass, always there.
With every look, you show me why
some souls are meant never to say goodbye.
You kill me daily, yet let me live anew:
For in your love, I am endlessly you.
