Quiet Binding

[Verse 1]
The quiet months, a faded linen, folded on the shelf,
But in your eyes, I saw the pattern, recognized myself.
A whispered cadence, breath against my ear,
Unspooling solace, banishing all fear.

[Chorus]
Oh, this quiet binding, how it starts to bloom,
An ancient pattern filling every room.
We found the rhythm, held the fragile seam,
Woke up together inside this vibrant dream.

[Verse 2]
Your fingers tracing lines, a map I knew so well,
Like sun-baked ochre, our deep, visceral spell.
The scent of frankincense, a memory imbues,
A tender, sacred terroir, where our love renews.

[Chorus]
Oh, this quiet binding, how it starts to bloom,
An ancient pattern filling every room.
We found the rhythm, held the fragile seam,
Woke up together inside this vibrant dream.

[Bridge]
Across the silence, a thread of silver light,
Each knot untangled, burning ever bright.
Our hands entwined, a future we can weave,
The quiet triumph only we believe.

[Outro]
Just hands entwined, a pattern understood,
Love's true belonging, soft as ancient wood.