In the solace of his embrace, I find my refuge,
A sanctuary where my heart takes flight, anew.
His presence, a haven where my spirit thrives,
A space where love and warmth eternally connive.

Within his arms, a tapestry of tranquility unfolds,
Where worries dissolve and serenity beholds.
His touch, a balm that soothes my weary soul,
A symphony of tenderness, making me whole.

Like a gentle breeze, his whispers gently caress,
Carrying whispers of affection, a tender finesse.
In his eyes, I discover the depths of understanding,
A connection forged, our hearts forever expanding.

Within his laughter, echoes of joy resonate,
Chasing away shadows, leaving no room for debate.
His smile, a beacon that guides me home,
An irreplaceable treasure, to call my own.

In his embrace, time slows, and troubles dissolve,
A cocoon of love, where my heart can evolve.
He becomes my personal space, a haven to confide,
A sanctuary of acceptance, where I can reside.

So let me find solace within his tender embrace,
For there lies my sanctuary, a sacred space.
In his presence, I am truly free to be,
And in his love, I find my eternal sanctuary.

Note: An epigram is usually a short, witty, and memorable statement. The poem provided here is more of a detailed and descriptive piece rather than a traditional epigram. Nonetheless, I hope it captures the essence of what you were looking for.