My love, my heart

My love, my heart, my home

In the quiet whispers of the night,

Underneath the silver moon's gentle light,

I pen down words, oh so bright,

For the man who is my heart's delight.

Oh, how I long for his tender touch,

His voice that soothes my soul so much,

His laughter, a melody, such,

That my heart yearns for it, as such.

His eyes, they hold the universe's glow,

In his presence, love seems to flow,

Yet, he's far, and time seems slow,

Oh, how I miss him, he'll never know.

Through the days and the sleepless nights,

In my dreams, we take flight,

In lands where love is our right,

In those dreams, we reunite.

So, I wait, with hope in my heart,

For the day, the distance apart,

Will no longer keep us apart,

In love's symphony, we'll play our part.

This poem, a message, from me to you,

A testament of a love so true,

Through words, our bond I renew,

Until the day I can be with you.