She was the ocean to my waves,
the melody I long to sing forever.
May her love stretch to the deepest parts of the sea—
boundless, enduring.

She is the face I dream of in our daughter,
the smile I want to bathe in every single day.
Her skin—soft, warm—is the touch I ache to hold.
Her hair, the strands I long to comb,
gleams like freshly paved roads beneath the sun.

Her lips, the ones I yearn to kiss,
fit perfectly with mine,
as if they were made only for me.
And her heart—oh, her heart—
is the one I wish to wrap mine around,
forever and always.

Her love is like a cool breeze on a scorching summer day—
blowing through me,
cooling me,
reviving me,
as I wait for it with open arms.

Her very existence is my reason to live,
the air I breathe,
the spark of my love.