No matter how cheerless I become, you cheer me up with your beautiful, dulcet voice.
No matter how disheartened I become, you uplift me with your magical, beaming smile.
Unquestionably, no encomium is suitable to suit as a replica that paints the picture of you.
Thanks for being the soul to my life, the blood to my veins, and the only choice to my heart.

© Amiyn Waziri