In the quiet moments, I see,
All the little things that make you, you and me.
The way you smile, the way you laugh,
Each tiny detail, a perfect craft.
Your freckles, your flaws, your gentle sighs,
The way you look when you close your eyes.
Every whisper, every touch,
These little things, they mean so much.
You may not see what I adore,
But these little things, I love you more.
In every quirk, in every line,
I find my love for you, divine.
