There comes a time in a man's life when he sees only one woman

There comes a time in a man's life when he sees only one woman, The others become shadows, faded outlines in a forgotten world. In those moments, he discovers the path to happiness, A narrow road, illuminated by her eyes, guiding stars in the night. She becomes his universe, the center of his gravity, Each of her smiles, a ray of sunshine at the dawn of life, Each word, a melody dancing in his heart, Each glance, a gate to a realm of dreams and hopes. All the other women are like fallen leaves in late autumn, Shapeless, colorless, lifeless in her presence, She is the flower blooming in the garden of his heart, A rare rose, with petals of light and fragrance of mystery. For him, she is the poetry, the melody, the dance of life, In her eyes, he finds answers to unspoken questions, In her arms, a new world, full of possibilities and magic, In her love, a refuge, a sanctuary, a rediscovery. And so, on this journey of the heart, he finds the path to happiness, A path paved with smiles, with tears, with sharing, with dreams, Every moment with her, an eternity in an instant, An entire world found in the eyes of a single woman, the key to his happiness.