My Miracle
My Miracle
Levent swept into my world like the wind,
Scattering the darkness with his breeze.
Like a light on an island, he illuminated my path,
His presence became my oxygen, my air—my breath.
An enchanting soul who already knew my future,
A heart waiting for me, seated at Ovis.
The universe heard my voice,
And my miracle was born in the light of the fire.
Thoughtful, meticulous, and graceful,
A thousand stories hidden in his doe-like eyes.
A smile on his sweet face,
Both innocent and a little mischievous.
A sweet rascal, with light in his gaze,
Both gentle and slightly playful.
The strongest man I have ever known,
And yet, the most romantic one too.
You are like a miracle,
One of the rarest things on Earth.
The strength that lifts me, the guide on my path,
The most beautiful light shining in my eyes.
So real that I could never have even dreamed it.
You remind me of life in every moment,
And with every touch, you give me hope.
Like a mirror, my soul reflects in you,
But you are far ahead, much deeper, much greater.
When you cross my mind, roses bloom on my face,
Happiness fills me, warm and profound.
And a quiet fear embraces my heart,
Is this real? whispers the voice inside me.
But then you breeze through once more, Levent,
And your wind sweeps away all doubts.
You are a gift to this world,
And I am grateful to have known you.
Ayla
**This beautiful poem was written by Ayla, the most amazing, magical girl I have ever met. She has touched my life in ways she may never fully realize, bringing light, warmth, and inspiration into my world. Her words are a reflection of her own depth, kindness, and radiant soul and it is she who is the true miracle. Thank you, Ayla, for this incredible gift and for being you.
Levent
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