Oh, my sweetest love, my eternal muse,
Poetry and song, you are the rhythm of my soul,
The melody that cradles my spirit,
The words that dance upon my lips when my heart overflows.

I was just a little girl when I first found you,
Running wild, singing at the top of my lungs,
Pouring my joy into the air,
As if the world was listening, as if it understood.

At night, after whispered prayers,
I sang to the unseen, to the One who placed you within me.
With every note, every verse,
I reached for something greater,
Something infinite, something divine.

You have never left me.
You have been my sanctuary in sorrow,
My fire in silence, my courage in doubt.
When my voice shook, you steadied it.
When my hands trembled, you guided them to the page.
Through every storm, you have been my refuge,
Through every loss, my salvation.

I love you with a passion that words cannot hold.
You are the song in my laughter, the poetry in my tears.
With you, I am free—
Unchained, unbreakable, infinite.

And as long as I have breath,
I will sing. I will write.
I will love you until the end of time.