Coco lee

You were made with my inner symmetry in mind,

crazy how your star patterns mirror mine.

My calm waters and your gentle breeze, my Coco Lee

creating

waves of alignment,

motioning us to learn

this is how love should feel—balanced.

And though a gentle breeze,

My Coco Lee

you stand tall as a mountain—

steady,

composed,

somehow observing the world

from the highest heights,

wielding cosmic order with your might.

Elementally speaking,

our waters mix into a heavenly meeting.

I cherish our depths—my home,

a deeply spoken vow:

intentional,

forever-minded.

My mind flips when I’m wrapped in your warm embrace.

When I look at you, my faith gets louder.

Dreams feel real.

Magic feels possible.

You are the wind.

I am the ocean.

My tides calm when you breathe,

Coco Lee

Maybe that’s why being near you

feels like gravity—

proof that this isn’t a dream.

You are the wind.

I am the ocean.

My tides calm when you breathe,

Coco Lee