Ethereal touch

My lips graze your hair,

a gentle touch,

I kiss your hair gently,

as though I might break the divine if I press too hard.

There is something untouchable about you,

something pure,

and I can only hold you with awe, like someone entrusted with a miracle.

You're a breeze on a summer day,

Ethereal, radiant, in every way.

I'm humbled to be near, to bask in your light,

A fragile moment, a delicate sight.

Your presence is tranquil, a peaceful shore,

I'm grateful to stand beside you, forever more.