"My hum-nafas," I'd call you, a tender refrain,
Two souls entwined, love's sweetest domain.
In your presence, a symphony's sweet strain,
A bond so profound, like sun after rain.
With every whisper, your name would unfold,
A term of endearment, a story untold.
In your arms, love's warmth would enfold,
"My hum-nafas," a treasure, a love to behold.
But now, those words linger in the past,
Like echoes of time, too beautiful to last.
A connection severed, a love miscast,
"My hum-nafas," a memory, a love that's amassed.
-Snowflake-
