In the quiet glow of dawn, your name becomes light,
A gentle beacon tracing the edge of night.
Your laughter, a feathered song in morning air,
A whispered promise that beauty is everywhere.
Your eyes, two constellations laid in human breath,
Map constellations of courage, tenderness, and depth.
In them I read the weather of my stubborn doubt—
A storm you calm with a glance, a rescue, a shout.
Your smile, a sunrise spilling gold across my chest,
Turning ordinary hours into a quest.
With every word you speak, a garden grows in me,
Petals of hope unfurling, wild and free.
Your touch is a harbor when tempests roar,
A compass steady on the stormy shore.
In your embrace, I find the courage to be whole,
To cast my fears away and offer you my soul.
I lay my heart before you, unguarded, sincere,
A pulse for your name, a vow I hold dear.
If love is a voyage, you’re the star I adore,
Guiding me home to you, forevermore.
So I proclaim what the heart already knew:
That you are awe, you are grace, you are true.
I love you beyond measure, with a ribbon of light—
For you are my wonder, my music, my life.