Days fold quiet around your name
and years unravel where you stand
My heart returns by instinct’s flame
as rivers rush to waiting land
Moments scatter clocks may stray
but something deeper threads us through
It binds the dusk with newborn day
and keeps my future tied to you
Your tenderness becomes the thread
that weaves the fractures into grace
It gathers tears the past has shed
and lays them soft in safer place
Time may chase with tireless climb
yet love rewrites its strict design—
your pulse repeats in every rhyme
a love that outruns measured time