In the shadow of his radiant gaze,
I wander in my own quiet maze.
His laughter a song I long to claim,
Yet my whispers remain unnamed.
Each word he speaks, a silver thread,
Weaving dreams in my weary head.
Yet, as I reach, they slip away,
Leaving echoes of yesterday.
His eyes, a universe I seek,
But stars elude my humble peak.
In his world, I strive to belong,
Yet fear my heart may not be strong.
Still, I stand on hope’s fragile shore,
Yearning for more than dreams implore.
In love’s vast sea, I cast my plea,
To be enough for him, for me.