Scribbles, my love, the way you shine,
In every curve, in every line.
You’re a mystery, a puzzle, a work of art,
A tangle of beauty that stole my heart.

Scribbles, my love, in the way you smile,
A perfect chaos that makes life worthwhile.
Each twirl of your laugh, each gentle sweep,
Draws me in deeper, makes promises I’ll keep.

Scribbles, my love, like the way you stand,
So strong, so gentle, with your heart in your hand.
You’re a storm of grace, a soft, steady flame,
A wild wonder that calls me by name.

Scribbles, my love, in every touch,
In your fingers, your warmth, you mean so much.
Through the ups and downs, through joy and pain,
I’ll be your anchor, I’ll be your rain.

Scribbles, my love, in the way you see,
The world through your eyes, so wild, so free.
In every glance, in every sigh,
I find my home, my reasons why.

Scribbles, my love, you’re all I’ll ever need,
In every mess, in every need.
I promise to stay, to love, to be near,
Mr. and Ms. Scribble forever, my dear.