Lady Aya
Oh fair and fiery beauty,
In your gaze, the stars align,
A spirit brave and wise beyond your years,
You wear your heart, a gem divine.
In whom calm and grace abound,
Your laughter dances on the air,
A gentle strength, a soothing sound,
Your weakness is no more than love, laid bare.
If only I were a romantic,
I'd gladly be a fool in love,
For your sake, I’d be called Romanus,
In the heavens, you fit like a dove.
Graceful, as the dawn's first light,
Passionate about knowledge, a thirst unquenched,
Respectful of the world, its plight,
In your humble wisdom, I am drenched.
Your smile, both reassuring and taming,
A beacon through life's winding maze,
Your presence commands attention, ever framing
The essence of joy in each passing gaze.
Few recognize your playful, simple ways,
Yet beneath the surface, a profound soul lies,
A mindful spirit that tenderly sways,
An old soul indeed, wise beyond the skies.
You see through people, their hidden fears,
With a gentle heart, you mend the fray,
Administering our home with strength that endears,
The poise of twenty wives in your ballet.
Oh Lady Aya, my love, my muse,
In your embrace, I find my peace,
With you, my heart will never refuse,
In this life, our love shall never cease.
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