On the shore where waves gently kiss,
I find shells, treasures of ocean's abyss.
Each one unique, like him from afar,
A distant beauty, a guiding star.
In their curves and lines, a story told,
Whispering secrets, ancient and old.
Just like him, elusive and rare,
Yet in admiration, I find solace there.
Each shell a wonder, a marvel to see,
Like him, captivating, wild and free.
In their hues of blue, pink, and gold,
A reflection of him, a sight to behold.
As I collect these gems from the sea,
I feel closer to him, yet still so free.
Admiration blooms like a seashell's art,
For him, the one who captured my heart.
Though distant like shells on a distant shore,
My admiration for him, forevermore.
In the vast expanse of ocean's embrace,
I'll cherish him, in this tranquil space.
