The portrait I've painted of you bathes in the glow of a setting sun,
Each dawn graced with your radiant smile,
Drawing me deeper into the warmth of your gaze.

Your image, forever etched in my mind, provides all I ever need.
Much like a jubilant trumpet’s cry,
I cannot help but sing your praises,
With an unspoken promise to give you my all.
In the dust of days gone by, it's your earthy brown eyes,
Unmasking intentions as pure as morning light.
The joy of your companionship is unparalleled,
Yet, I find greater delight in unveiling your hidden side.

You are akin to a summer behind a veil,
Unfolding exquisitely as you reveal your true self.
As we retreat into the seclusion of the evening,
The drapes cocoon you, shielding you from the world’s gaze,
Granting me a private viewing of your unguarded self,
A world of you that unfolds when we are alone.