Such Soft Hands

A cycle of poems «Or Maybe You're an Angel»

In a crowded room, the world fades away,
I catch your gaze, time starts to sway,
A gentle touch, like whispers in the night,
Soft hands reaching out, everything feels right.

Such soft hands, like a feather’s caress,
Wrapped around my heart, I’m forever blessed,
In a world that’s rushing, you slow it down,
With every tender moment, in your love I drown.

When life gets heavy, and the skies turn gray,
Your touch brings the sunlight, chases clouds away,
Every brush of your fingertips, a soothing song,
In your warm embrace, it’s where I belong.

Such soft hands, like a feather’s caress,
Wrapped around my heart, I’m forever blessed,
In a world that’s rushing, you slow it down,
With every tender moment, in your love I drown.

Oh, the way you hold me, I can’t help but sigh,
With each gentle gesture, you make me feel alive,
In a dance between hearts, we move effortless,
Finding solace in silence, a love so blessed.

Such soft hands, like a feather’s caress,
Wrapped around my heart, I’m forever blessed,
In a world that’s rushing, you slow it down,
With every tender moment, in your love I drown.

So here’s my heart, take it, it’s yours to keep,
In the warmth of your touch, my soul’s at peace,
Such soft hands, they write the sweetest song,
Together in this love, where we both belong.