We wander through the dawn of days we’ve woven,
where every sunrise wears your name in gold.
You are the compass heartbeat keeps revealing
the map of joy the world’s old stories told.
Your laughter gilds the quiet corners of my life,
a lantern set against the long and winding road.
With you, the simplest breaths bloom into color,
and ordinary moments bloom to gold.
We’ve weathered storms with hands entwined,
your steady pulse a harbor for my fears.
In your eyes, I see the city lights of promise,
and every doubt dissolves in quiet cheers.
Adventure hums beneath our steps like music,
a chorus bright with promises we’ve signed.
From quiet kitchens to wide, wild horizons,
your voice, my compass, your heart, my find.
You teach me how to listen with more mercy—
to gentler words, to braver, braver dreams.
To turn the page with curiosity, not fear,
to trust in love’s uncharted streams.
So here we stand, not rushing toward the end,
but savoring every turn life places near.
With you, my partner, my wonder, my friend,
the journey itself becomes the answer—clear.
If ever I misread a sunset or doubt the road,
you steady me with your warmth, your glow.
And I am grateful, endlessly grateful,
to walk this world with you, and love you so.