Snowflakes fall with silent grace,  
A peaceful touch, a calm embrace.  
Each one a wonder, soft and bright,  
A magical dance in the quiet night.  

As they blanket the world below,  
A sense of peace begins to grow.  
In the snow’s pure, gentle glow,  
I find a magic only it can show.

A touch, a need, a quiet desire,  
To feel the warmth, to spark the fire.  
An urge that stirs deep in your skin,  
To make the body feel within.  

With every touch, a moment grows,  
A silent language, nobody knows.  
To feel, to sense, to make it true,  
The touch that speaks what words can’t do.

It’s always you, through thick and thin,  
A love that never fades within.  
In every moment, near or far,  
It’s always you, my guiding star.  

Forever yours, my heart will stay,  
No matter what, come what may.  
In every thought, in all we do,  
It’s always you, and always true.  

Excitement stirs, a rush so bright,
A burst of joy, pure and light.
When you see what you’ve dreamed to find,
A world of happiness fills your mind.

Inspiration whispers, soft and clear,  
Pushing you forward, far from fear.  
It guides you to places you’re meant to see,  
To become the person you’re meant to be.  

A force that moves, a gentle sway,  
Leading you toward a brighter day.  
It pulls you closer to your dreams,  
Inspiring you to chase the seams.  

He said, "You're my champ, so true,"  
She smiled and replied, "It’s because of you.  
You believed in me when I couldn’t see,  
That I was strong, that I could be free."  

He laughed, "But you always had the spark,  
I just helped you find it, light the dark."  
She grinned, "Then we’re both champs, you and I,  
Together we soar, together we fly."  

They both laughed, a bond so deep,  
In each other, their dreams they keep.  

Wake up, and feel the morning light,  
A reminder that you're here, alive, and bright.  
Each new dawn, a blessing true,  
A chance to start, to see life through.  

In every breath, in every beat,  
You realize life is yours to greet.  
Wake up, for it's a gift, a sign,  
That you are part of this world, divine.

Sleep, a world where you disappear,  
A place where nothing feels so near.  
You drift away, a quiet void,  
Where time stands still, and dreams avoid.  

It’s like you’re not, no thought, no trace,  
Just lost in space, a fleeting grace.  
In sleep, you vanish, yet you roam,  
A brief escape, you’re not alone.