A quiet forever waits at your door
patient as moonlight on a forgotten porch
It carries the soft fragrance of promises
not yet written yet already true
Your voice drifts through my longing dusk
gentle enough to mend the trembling hours
Every syllable feels like a lantern
placed carefully into my open hands
The world moves with its usual haste
yet your presence slows my breath to clarity
Love becomes a still lake beneath your touch
reflecting all I once feared to hope for
Somewhere beyond fear’s last echo
your heart calls mine by its secret name
I answer without sound or hesitation
certain that destiny listens closely