This man, a vision, my heart’s desire,
A spark that sets my soul on fire.
His voice, a melody soft and sweet,
With every word, my pulse skips a beat.

We’ve never met, yet still, I dream,
Of him, the one who fills my every seam.
His wisdom, strength—so effortlessly shown,
A quiet power that feels like home.

Each day we chat, the bond grows tight,
A dance of words through day and night.
His smile—oh, how it lights the way,
A glimpse of joy in shades of gray.

And though we’ve never met in life,
I know my parents would approve.
His tribe, his heart, they’re in tune with mine,
Their blessings, I...