A poem about: Michelle. How does one make you see what you bring to everyone especially me. Your heart which you give freely to others. Your tireless work ethic. The way you do for others and ask for nothing in return. For me I see the most beautiful woman I've ever seen, even though you don't see what I see. The comfort I get when I'm able to hold you, caress your face and to look into your magnificent eyes and express my love and gratitude for you. There will never be another you which is why I treasure every moment I am able to spend with the person I consider a dream.

In the quiet glow of morning’s grace, Michelle, you carve a gentle space, Where love's soft whispers gently weave, A tapestry only hearts perceive. Your heart, a beacon brightly bold, In selfless acts, its warmth unfolds. To others, gifts without demand, A tender gesture, an open hand. Yet your eyes, mirrors of endless skies, Doubt the beauty that to me defies. For in the truth your heart contains, The rarest love in silence reigns. To hold you close, to touch your face, To drown in love's comforting embrace, In you I find the universe’s hue, A dream that's real, endlessly true. No other could match your vibrant light, In you alone, the world's delight. Michelle, your presence, a cherished grace, A timeless love in life's fleeting race.

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