Darling MÎÕ

Beloved!
As if the clay from which you were shaped,
Was imbued with the essence of celestial dew,
Your lashes, a tender caress in contemplation,
Like tulip petals yearning for adoration's embrace,
A mere glimpse sparks profound reverence,
Your eyes, reminiscent of serene western landscapes.

As though your name graces every verse,
Capturing your smile in perfect form,
Your dimples, a canvas for impassioned reveries,
And oh, the way your tresses sway,
Unfurling fragrant blessings in your wake,
Eloquent and celestial, a testament to love,
Crimson lips adorned with blushing cheeks, an art divine.

As if your words breathe life,
Uttered with a voice steeped in belief,
Its resonance, a fragrant descent of nectar,
A portrayal of truth within your random discourse,
In the hush of moonlit nights,
Your whispers a soothing melody,
A symphony of grace and delight,
My heart dances in sweet harmony,
Each step, a tale of resplendence,
A whispered sonnet to the romance of the soul,
Beloved, you're a masterpiece in motion,
An eternal muse, my heart's devotion.

As though the stars conspired to address you,
In each twinkle, a syllable of your essence,
Your aroma, a constellation of boundless joy,
A celestial map guiding the earth to smell so fine,
Your voice, a melody that echoes through time,
A harmonious sweetness to the rhythm of the divine.

With each breath, a whispered prayer,
A benediction upon this mortal coil,
Your essence, a tapestry of dreams and flair,
An opus of love, unbound and loyal,
In the quiet hum of evening's embrace,
Your presence, a sensational in this life,
Leading my heart to a tranquil peace,
You, only you darling Mîõ.