My dearest friend, you ignite my creative spark,
Your laughter and grace, my eternal muse.
In both waking moments and dreams' embrace,
Your presence is a treasure I'd never refuse.
Shall I liken you to the brightest summer morn?
You shine with a warmth, a brilliance so rare.
Soft sunrays may kiss the fresh, dewy grass,
Yet you surpass the dawn's gentle glare.
How do I adore you? Beyond all measure and time,
I treasure your humor, your style, your heart.
Thoughts of you weave melodies so sublime,
Your love fills my world, makes everything art.
Though life may call us to travel apart,
These words I write come straight from my heart.
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