Not a grand flood, but a gentle stream,
Love for you flows, a growing theme.
Each shared moment, a tiny stone,
Building a bridge we walk upon.

A whispered joke, a hand held tight,
Weaving a bond, bathed in soft light.
Trust, like a seed, takes root unseen,
Blooming in smiles, a vibrant scene.

Not a wildfire, but embers warm,
Love for you grows, safe from the storm.
To love you little by little
that keeps me warm