For fifty years, her name a whispered song, A melody dreamed in the heart's quiet walls, Long absent, yet the echoes lingered long, Until fate brought her back for love's sweet calls. After six moons turned their silver face, We dared the dance of old, rekindled vows, In each other's eyes, we found our place, Time's distant rivers we would navigate now. Now, for this first Valentine's, words I weave, A heart afloat on seas of endless blue, To her, my muse, whose beauty I perceive, A cruise awaits, where love sets sail anew. Together we'll chase horizons, fearless, bold, Where stars above weave stories yet untold.