In gentle whispers of the night,
Her words cascade like streams of light,
Love’s tender touch in every line,
A heart entwined, forever thine.

Through shadows cast by doubt and fear,
Her verses linger, ever near,
A beacon bright in tempest’s storm,
In her embrace, a heart transforms.

With every sonnet, every rhyme,
She captures love’s eternal chime,
A symphony of soul’s delight,
In her words, the world takes flight.

Elizabeth’s love, a guiding star,
Illuminates from near and far,
Her passion, pure as morning dew,
A timeless love, forever true.