Michelle, a name that whispers through the night, A beacon where shadows take their flight. In her presence, stars seem almost dim, For she is the light that angels hymn. Caring and bright, like dawn's gentle rise, A laughter that dances in the azure skies. Her heart, a marvel—vast and true, A world unlocked through her loving view. If only her reflection could truly see, The wonder she shines unknowingly. Her essence rare as a comet's glide, A cosmic gift, the universe's pride. To hold her close, a dream divine, To love her endlessly throughout time. For she is the one, the muse of my life, The precious treasure I'd call my wife.