When Shadows Fall Upon Your Heart
When sadness cloaks your gentle eyes,
Like mist that steals the morning skies,
I long to be your steadfast light,
A whisper soft to ease your night.
If sorrow wraps its heavy chains,
And storms rage wild with endless rains,
I'll be the tree where roots run deep,
A place to rest, a love to keep.
For every tear that carves your cheek,
I'll paint you stars to hear you speak.
Your voice, the song the moon admires,
Ignites the heavens’ softest fires.
If gloom befalls like winter’s breath,
I'll be your spring, defying death.
Where frost once held your dreams confined,
My touch will wake your sleeping mind.
Your heart’s a rose, so pure and brave,
I'll guard each petal, stem, and wave.
If you feel lost in darkened air,
I’ll be your compass, always there.
So let me mend the broken seams,
Revive your laughter, crown your dreams.
For when you’re sad, my own heart aches,
But I will calm your troubled lakes.
Your joy is mine, your pain I share,
I'll hold you close with tender care.
Together, we will banish night,
And paint our world in hues of light.
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