Moments of Care

In the still of the night, the world feels so small,

I watch as you lean, your laughter a soft call.

Your hair tumbles free, a wild cascade,

I hold it back gently, the shadows invade.

That moment feels fragile, like glass in the light,

soft intimacy rising, we shatter the night.

A hair tie forgotten, its fate left unknown,

as we linger together, our hearts feel like home.