The Fabric of Time

It's the way your lips find mine with ease,

Without a single word, just blissful peace.

A quiet comfort when the world feels so loud,

It lives in shared stillness, away from the crowd.

In the warmth of your embrace,

In soft glances across the room,

A tapestry of love begins to bloom,

Stitched into the fabric of time,

Woven gently by hands divine.

Even in ruins when things fall apart,

You still make room for me in your heart.

In that space you've carved with care,

I find myself unfolding there.