Whispers of the heart

A melody of affection, a symphony of grace,
Her loving heart paints a picturesque embrace.
Like gentle music that caresses the ear,
Her whispers enchant, her love sincere. 

In her embrace, hearts find solace and rest,
For she holds the power to heal and to bless.
With a touch so gentle, her love does imbue,
Hearts once broken mend like a morning dew. 

In sweet whispers, love is found,
Creating a world where dreams abound.
She listens intently, attuned to the land,
Capturing the whispers—her heart understands. 

She radiates love, a celestial light,
And her smile is so infectious—it paints the skies bright.
And as I listen, I realize the art,
Of the whispers that echo from her loving heart.