In the quiet whisper of the evening breeze,
Your name dances, a melody to please.
Softly spoken, like a gentle sigh,
It lingers in the air, never saying goodbye.

Each letter a note, a part of the score,
Creating symphonies that I adore.
In dreams and waking moments, it stays,
A timeless echo in countless ways.

Like the first light of dawn, pure and bright,
Your name brings comfort in the darkest night.
It’s a beacon, guiding through the unknown,
A cherished sound, forever home.

So here I stand, in awe of your name,
A simple word, yet never the same.
It’s a song, a story, a gentle flame,
Forever etched in my heart’s frame.