Lavender whispers, a soft caress on my skin, A symphony of rhythms, where your song begins. Your scent, a rich tapestry, woven with divine grace, A captivating allure, a smile on my face. By God Himself, I swear it's true! You're my Fourth of July, a vibrant hue. God's favourite creation, that i won't lie, You're the golden thread that weaves through all the nights. Like a sundial, marking moments in time, Your love, an endless expanse, forever sublime. My beloved, a hope in the darkest stage, Your presence, a sunkiss, keeping me safe and warm.