In the gentle whisper of his presence,
The world seems to pause, suspended in time.
His eyes, like oceans, deep and endless,
Hold secrets of a universe, vast and sublime.

His laughter, a melody so pure and sweet,
Echoes through the chambers of my heart.
Each note a promise, a vow unspoken,
Binding our souls, never to part.

With every step, he treads softly,
Leaving traces of light in his wake.
A beacon in the shadows, unwavering,
Illuminating paths we dare to take.

In the stillness of the night, I hear him,
In dreams woven with threads of gold.
His spirit, a guardian, ever watchful,
In his embrace, I find my heart consoled.