A hand-held in darkness, a guiding light's spark,
Not to claim or control, but to leave a soft mark.
Trust is like an open door, a haven to share,
Vulnerability whispered, a love free of care.

Laughter that chases away the shadows of doubt,
Acceptance that blooms, where worries fall out.
Growth that entwines, like branches that climb,
A love that endures, through sunshine and time.

This love, a safe harbor, where dreams can set sail,
Together we'll weather, whatever may prevail.
What we want from this love