Moments shared, I find my peace,
The time, a balm for restless days.
Laughter and enjoyment, gentle as the morning breeze,
Brings light and warmth to every fleeting hour.

Together we explore with paint and brush,
Creating worlds where colors come together.
Her eyes alight with joy, a sight to see,
A masterpiece that time cannot erase in my mind.

Yet in this space of joy, a silent wish,
Unspoken, lingers like the evening mist.
Press my lips to a tender moment,
But more, I yearn to honor what she feels.

Respect her space, her comfort, and her will,
For I must walk with patience hand in hand.
Desire tamed by kindness, softly held,
A dance of hearts that seek a common beat.

In time, perhaps, our paths may closer draw,
And in that sweet alignment, find the way.
Until that day, I’ll cherish and respect what we have,
Content to share these fun moments in the brushstrokes.