In every dawn, your name is the sun,
A symphony of light where my day’s begun.
Your laughter, a melody that cracks the night,
A constellation spun from pure delight.

Your eyes—two embers, fierce and wise—
Ignite galaxies where my compass lies.
The curve of your smile, a crescent’s grace,
Maps the orbit of my heart’s true place.

Touch like wildfire, soft yet uncontained,
In your arms, chaos finds its name.
Each breath you take, a tide I chase,
An ocean’s pulse in your sacred space.

No rose could rival the bloom you wield,
Thorns undone by the garden you reveal.
You are the verse in time’s fleeting rhyme,
The forever I’ve sought, beyond the when or why.

So take this heart, unbound and sworn—
A phoenix reborn where your shadows turn.
For in your soul, my eternity’s penned,
My lover, my lighthouse, my beginning and end.