"A Love That Dances Through Eternity"

My Beloved,

I never knew love could feel like this,
Like the sky itself bending down for a kiss.
Your laughter, a melody, soft yet profound,
In your arms, the world makes no sound.

Each day with you was a gift so divine,
A moment eternal, as stars align.
Every glance, every smile, every touch so true,
Made the colors of my world bleed into hues of you.

Seasons may change, from winter to spring,
Yet your name is the song my heart will sing.
The world spins madly, but I stand still,
For loving you, and only you, was my will.

Your kiss, a dream where I long to stay,
Where the morning sun cannot chase the night away.
Your voice, a flame, gentle and bright,
Guided me home through the darkest of nights.

But love, my dear, is a dance full of fire,
Born from desire, fueled by a choir
Of passion and longing, of trust and despair,
And yet, for you, I’d always be there.

Even when jealousy cast its shadow so wide,
And doubt played the devil in the space by my side.
Even when anger burned like a ruthless sun,
My love for you, steadfast, could not be undone.

They say love, when bought, cannot be true,
But my heart never bid it just chose you.
No price could bind us, no cage, no chain,
For love is freedom, despite its pain.

I gave you my soul; I gave you my song,
And in your light, I felt I belonged.
How wonderful life is with you in my world,
A simple truth in my heart unfurled.

But time, cruel time, turned days into years,
Filling my pages with laughter and tears.
Now I sit by this typewriter, my fingers bleed ink,
Pouring out the words that I dared not think.

This story I write, of you and of me,
A tale of love as wild as the sea.
A love that danced, that fought, that burned,
And in its ashes, still, I yearned.

If seasons may change and rivers may dry,
Still, I love you until the end of the sky.
My gift is my heart, and this one’s for you,
A song is eternal, pure, and true.

Forgive me, my love, if I faltered or fell,
If my heart’s silent whispers, you couldn’t tell.
But even as the curtain draws to its end,
My love will forever be your faithful friend.

So take this, my song, my soul, my plea,
A testament to what you’ve meant to me.
For love is not perfect, but it’s always sincere,
And even now, my darling, I wish you were here.

No matter where life’s journey may roam,
In my heart, you will always be home.
And though love’s ending may bring us apart,
You remain the eternal dance of my heart.

Jacob M