At Last, I Have Met You

In Your Mirth, a Melody My Soul Knew

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At last, I have met you,
In your mirth, a melody my soul knew.
In your twinkling eyes, the world takes form,
Laughter and whispers in the quiet morn.

Etched in my heart, a silhouette so pure,
A likeness mirrored, an essence sure.
Drawn to the shores of innocence and time,
If only I’d held you when life was in its prime.

Once, I was adrift in a sea of dreams,
Where impossible summits echoed silent themes.
Clasping to the lost sail, ever so tight,
Found myself sinking in a sea of white.

Suddenly, you emerged, on the road to forever,
Oh, how I yearned, to have known you sooner, ever.
In the ocean of seasons, I was lost and alone,
My tears held captive, my sighs have flown.

In your gaze, I found myself anew,
Principles, love, meaning, wrapped in hues.
Once, I feared the hurdles on my track,
But in your eyes, I found my way back.