You are my beloved. Without you, I would be but mere atoms, meaningless particles floating through the blackness of time and space. But with you, I have meaning. I have meaning in your eyes, which glisten like the stars in the heavens, guiding me when I am lost and comforting me when I know my way. I have meaning in your mouth, your lips giving way to speech and smile, a beckon and a beacon as bright as the sun in the middle of the day, and as soft as the whisper of the moon at night.

I have meaning in your arms, strong and protective as the branches of oaks, yet warm and welcoming as the embrace of the sky. I have meaning in your hands, firm and steady as the rains of spring, yet kind and gentle as the winds of summer. I have meaning in your body, assuring and safe as the sturdy dam, and as powerful as the stallion roaming free on the shore. I have meaning in your spirit, loving and sincere, and as genuine as the rainbow after a murky storm.

Your mere existence gives me meaning. Your love gives me hope. Your voice renews my vigor and your heart restores my soul. You are my beloved. Without you, I would be but mere atoms, meaningless particles floating through the blackness of time and space. But with you, I have meaning.