I pondered your golden hair,
With waves of brown and black so fair,
Each strand a masterpiece, so rare,
A painting within painting, art beyond compare.

In your eyes, love's ray does start,
Like dawn's first light, melting the dark,
Spreading warmth to every heart,
A beacon of hope, a celestial spark.

Your cheeks vibrant, a blush of grace,
Each smile illuminating the space,
Imparting joy, your gentle embrace,
Embracing all with love's pure art, a warm, tender place.

Your presence, a symphony so sweet,
Harmony in every heartbeat,
Walking with grace, a gentle feat,
Making every moment with you complete.

You are the thread, Weaving love and warmth wherever you tread,
With golden hair and eyes that spread,
Love's pure art, in every heart, embed.