my love weaves a tapestry to your heart
each stitch, an eternal memory
of delight in another

an embrace leading to a smile
of beauty in the fabric, yours
and mine to behold

softness of hands, fingertips touching
tender caresses on jawlines
sparking deep feelings

strength in our bond, carried in years
ebbing and flowing as one
adoration in affection

words and whispers in devotion
threads binding together
a language of ours alone