In the hush before dawn breaks open
your breath drifts through my memory
like a tide lifting forgotten shells
back into the cradle of sound
My name lingers softly on your lips
somewhere far beyond this present hour
Even without being spoken aloud
its echo finds me through veiled distances
Love resides in these half-lit moments
where certainty dissolves into trust
Here two hearts learn the art of staying—
not in possession but in presence
Between your breath and my name
lies a field untouched by time
I walk there in quiet devotion
and meet you again with every step