Moonlight catches in your hair, a silver, shimmering thread,
Alluring smile, a warmth that spreads where shadows used to dread.
Tender heart, a wellspring deep, of kindness, grace, and light,
Yearning soul, secrets you keep, hidden from the night.
Laughter dances on your lips, a melody so sweet,
Dreams take flight on gentle ships, our destinies to meet.
Always you, my love, my star, Matylda, shining bright.
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