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点击复制The tender hours gathered at your door
Folding the dusk across the quiet floor
Your breath unspooled like amber on the air
A vow released without a need for prayer
Your kindness pooled in places I had sealed
Softening wounds I never meant revealed
You held my truth with reverent steady care
Turning my scattered soul to something fair
The gentle night enveloped all we said
Tracing devotion through each word unsaid
Love rose between us patient deep and mild
A cradle built to soothe the world’s exile
The tender hours linger where you stand
Shaping the storm into a calmer land
You are the quiet I return to keep—
A soft horizon where my weary sleeps