Tender is your soul, so pure,
A lover of silence, that’s for sure.
Your words like whispers on the wind,
A gentle heart that lies within.
Though the world may loud and bright,
In your presence, everything feels right.
For in the depths of your introverted grace,
I find my home, my sacred place.
Like the dawn that breaks with gentle light,
Your love unfurls, a slow, steady flight.
Patient and steady, a steady climb,
Your peak are worth the wait, sublime.
In the quiet moments, the tender gaze,
Your love unfolds in mysterious ways.
Each delay a sweet anticipation,
Leading to a deeper connection.
Your smile, a language without words,
A melody of joy like sweet, singing birds.
It dances in his eyes, a twinkling beat,
A symphony of happiness, oh so sweet.
In the curve of your lips, a secret smile,
A temptation, a while.
Soft and gentle, a work of art,
A whisper of love, straight to the heart.
In the gentle touch of your tendered fingers,
A symphony of love lingers.
Soft and warm, a soothing caress,
A balm to heal, to bless.
With every stroke, I feel his care,
A deep connection, beyond compare.
Your fingers, like feathers, trailing light,
A dance of love in the still of the night.
In the silence of his presence,
A love so pure, a quiet grace.
Your words are few, his actions speak loud,
A love that stands strong in a world so proud.
In the stillness of your gaze, I see,
A world of possibilities, a heart so free.
Your quietude is a calming breeze,
A love that flows, with infinite ease.
In the depths of your silence, I hear,
A symphony of love, crystal clear.
For in the quiet man, I found my place,
A love that transcends time and space.
Levi Sap Nei Thang