Adore

Adore — a whisper soft as summer light,
A gentle flutter in the heart’s quiet chamber,
Where each breath sighs love’s tender, timeless rite.

It drapes the soul in robes of amber and rose,
Turns ordinary moments into sacred grace,
And makes the world reflect the lover’s glow.

In every glance, a promise finds its voice,
In every touch, a silent hymn is sung — Adore, the quiet force that makes us whole,
The quiet echo where two spirits become one.