A dance with destiny, as hope perceives.
Oh, divine orchestrator, I thank thee high,
For guiding my steps, as I reached the sky.
Through interviews' fire, I emerged unscathed,
Your grace, a beacon, when shadows behaved.
Employed, I stand on the pinnacle of dreams,
Blessed by the stars, or so it seems.
Yet, not alone, in this triumphant hour,
A love, steadfast, like an enduring flower.
To my dearest, a pillar in the storm,
Your support, a shelter, both soft and warm.
In the realms of the mind, where battles are fought,
You stood by me, a fortress in thought.
Physically present, your touch a balm,
Healing the wounds, bringing a calm.
And in the realm where hearts entwine,
Our connection deepened, an intertwining line.
For every intimate moment shared,
I thank you, my love, for how much you cared.
Now, as the sun of success begins to shine,
Promise I make, to be forever thine.
Through wealth and want, in joy and strife,
I pledge to share and build a life.
With you, my love, by my side,
In the tapestry of life, as companions ride.
Through valleys low and peaks so high,
Together, we'll soar beneath the sky.
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