In a world of colors, bright and bold, I found a treasure, a heart of gold. Though your style is not what I’d choose, It’s your gentle spirit that I can’t lose. With laughter like music, a soft, sweet grace, You light up the shadows, you warm every place. Though not my type in the eyes of a crowd, Your soul sings to mine, of that I’m proud. In quiet moments, when stars softly gleam, We share whispered dreams in a soft moonbeam. So here in my heart, forever you’ll stay, For love sees the soul in its own special way.