In twilight whispers and moonlit dreams,
Where stars weave tales and night softly gleams,
There blooms a love, ethereal and rare,
In the heart's sanctuary, beyond compare.

Kindness shines in eyes aglow,
A spark of magic, a soft, gentle flow.
Strength and wisdom like ancient trees,
In your embrace, I find solace and ease.

Each heartbeat is a spell, ancient and true,
A journey of magic that begins anew.
For every pulse, a path does trace,
To the moon and back, in an endless embrace.

They say a heart's energy, pure and bright,
Can journey to the moon, through the dark of night.
And so, with each beat, my love takes flight,
Infinite, timeless, in the softest starlight.

You are the dream, the night's soft sigh,
The whispering wind, the velvet sky.
Respected by the stars, admired by the sea,
You are my magic, my eternity.

In the tapestry of time, where dreams unfold,
Our love is a story, ancient and bold.
To the moon and back, our hearts entwine,
In the realm of dreams, forever divine.



Penned by my hand on the 5th of Valnuary, in the year 948 AF.