In the quiet hours, when the world stands still,
I whisper to the moon, my heart to fill,
That love is not just a bond we share,
But a promise to nurture, to show we care.

In your eyes, I find the spark of a dream,
Yet oft we forget, it’s more than it seems.
To take care of you is a vow I must keep,
For in loving ourselves, our souls grow deep.

Like flowers that bloom in the warmest embrace,
We thrive in the sunlight, in our sacred space.
To hold you close, yet not lose my way,
Is to cherish my essence, come what may.

For we are but mirrors, reflecting the light,
When I tend to my heart, our love shines bright.
So let’s weave a tapestry, thread by thread,
Of compassion and kindness, where fears are shed.

In the chaos of life, when storms start to rise,
I promise to listen, to hear your sighs.
But remember, my love, as we journey ahead,
Taking care of ourselves is where love is fed.

So here’s to the moments, both tender and true,
Where taking care of you means caring for me too.
Together we flourish, as we dance through the night,
In this beautiful journey, our hearts take flight.

For you matter, my love, in the grandest of schemes,
And in taking care of you, I fulfill my dreams.
Let’s cherish our spirits, let our laughter resound,
For in loving ourselves, true love can be found.

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