In the quiet of the night, when tears cascade like rain,
I'll be the gentle touch to soothe away your pain.
A steadfast pillar, strong as steel, to uphold your weary frame,
Lean on me, for in your darkest hour, I'll remain the same.
I'll be the silent guardian, ever by your side,
A shelter in the storm where solace can abide.
My love a blanket, warm and true, to comfort and to guide,
In your moments of despair, in me, your peace resides.
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Only My Heart Knows
ПоэзияWithin this anthology lies a tapestry of verses penned by Jcena Mortiff, each intricately woven around diverse manifestations of love. These words ache to break the shackles of confinement, the very letters thirst for emancipation, all plucked from...
