When you are in love,
the world glimmers with light.
Eyes meet and become oceans,
where two souls drift endlessly.
Words spill into hours,
yet never run dry.
Even silence hums with tenderness,
a quiet music only lovers hear.
Hands entwine as if forever,
lips meet in timeless devotion.
Bodies explore each other’s mysteries,
never weary, never sated.
Even nature bends toward love—
the dawn’s soft glow,
the sunset’s golden fire,
the breeze that whispers,
the trees that shelter,
the birds that sing their chorus—
all conspire to bless the lovers.
In love, flaws dissolve into perfection,
and bliss becomes a state of being.
Then marriage comes—
two bodies, one soul,
a journey begun together.
Children arrive,
raised with care to walk upright in the world.
A house is built,
and love makes it a home.
You become the example they follow,
the mirror they long to reflect.
Life is not a bed of roses.
Hardships rise, obstacles loom,
but you stand united,
working hand in hand,
sharing burdens,
smiling through storms.
And if, through all of this,
you still gaze into each other’s eyes
and find the same ocean,
if conversations still flow
like rivers without end,
if laughter and silence
remain companions of love,
if you age with grace,
growing old without losing tenderness,
then you are blessed.
Cherish it, embrace it,
and let it carry you forward—
a love that endures,
a life that shines.
