In the dance of time, our paths align, Destined again, sweet Michelle, divine. Your smile, a beacon, warms my heart, No gaze more genuine, no laugh its part. Through whispers of night, your voice I seek, In every word, our souls interlink. Your tender touch, a gentle grace, Sparks of eternity in our embrace. Honored am I to love you true, In the way your essence deserves its due. My greatest joy, to hold your hand, For in your light, my love expands. Forever moved by who you are, My heart leaps toward your guiding star.