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