In the glow of laughter, under the moon's soft light,
With a chain of gold that holds her truth so bright.
That night with the baking, so playful and bold,
"A chocolate bar?" I guessed, and her laughter rolled.
Together we stand, in the kitchen's late embrace,
Taking shots of dreams, in our cozy space.
With kisses that whisper of stories untold,
In a world of our own, where our future unfolds.












