Tenderness

Heat.
Heat.
There's a softness living in your eyes like
Morning light on endless silver skies.
Every breath you take rewrites
My soul.
Turning broken pieces into home.
I was drifting like a fallen star.
Losing sense of who I really are.
Then your love became my only truth—
A quiet kind of sacred proof:
Tenderness.
You're the air I breathe. Every part of you