Before you, romance and love was a distant thought, a concept I could neither touch nor name, so rare like the shooting star that yearned to be caught on the day you finally came.
I was besotted with your warmth like a meteor trail of cosmic rain. I gravitated towards your voice, a sound beyond anything I can compare. Your smile breathed life into my soul, and your eyes sparkled like stardust scattered into the midnight air.
I remember how we slow danced and you made my heart lose control, and in the moments I could not speak your safe arms were my guide, and your presence filled the void inside. You painted auroras on the night sky, showing me, what love should truly mean, and I am star-blessed.