In a realm of trust and loyalty, I seek,
A chest where whispers of others don't sneak.
A lady whose heart remains forever true,
Where I rest my head, and dreams anew.
With every breath, her scent so sweet,
A haven of solace, where love and dreams meet.
As I lay my weary soul to rest,
Her chest becomes my pillow, the softest of nests.
In her embrace, the world fades away,
A sanctuary where night turns into day.
With her, I find the peace I seek,
A loyal lady's chest, where love's whispers speak.
©Dr Mustafizur
In a realm of trust and loyalty, I seek,
A chest where whispers of others don't sneak.
A lady whose heart remains forever true,
Where I rest my head, and dreams anew.
With every breath, her scent so sweet,
A haven of solace, where love and dreams meet.
As I lay my weary soul to rest,
