I find myself, a humble servant, lost in love’s sweet perfume.
With trembling hands and eager soul, I pen this note to thee,
For thou hast captured every breath, and set my spirit free.
O, fairest lady, with eyes like stars that pierce the velvet night,
Thy laughter dances on the air, a melody of light.
Though nerves do tangle in my breast, like ivy 'round a tree,
I stand before thee, heart in hand, proclaiming, “I am thine, my sweet Anaa, eternally.”
Each moment spent apart doth feel an age, and yet,
The thought of thee ignites a flame that none could e’er forget.
So here I am, both nervous yet with joy that overflows,
Ready to embark with thee, where love’s true river flows.
With bated breath and hopeful heart, I pledge my love sincere,
To walk with thee through life’s great dance, to hold thee ever near.
So take my hand, and let us weave a tapestry divine,
For in this world, my heart doth know, I am forever thine.
Yours in fervent devotion,
Kyle
