A piece to my love...

Adaugo, Achalugo, Asamwa, I could go on endlessly, Write a thousand names in ink and moonlight, Yet none would capture your aura or grace. You stir something deep within me— A longing both ancient and tender. I want to run my hands through your hair, Pull you close, Whisper every folktale and fable I’ve ever known Into the quiet of your ears. Then kiss you softly, Tell you how fiercely I love you, And for all our days, We’ll make memories so radiant Even the stars will envy The spark our love brings to the skies.