In the ebb and flow of love's turbulent sea,
I stand as the anchor, holding steady and free.
While emotions rage like waves, I remain calm and deep,
A refuge from the storm, where my partner can seek.

Maturity's weight settles upon my shoulders strong,
A burden I bear with grace, where wisdom does belong.
I temper the fires of passion, with a gentle, loving hand,
Guiding our love through life's maze, with a steady, knowing stand.

In the chaos of disagreements, I seek common ground,
A mediator's voice, that soothes the heart and wounds.
I listen more than I speak, and when I do, I choose,
Words that heal, that build, that bridge the gaps we produce.

With age comes wisdom, and a heart that's been refined,
I've learned to let go, to forgive, to redefine.
The petty and the pride, I leave to wither away,
Embracing instead, empathy, and a love that's here to stay.

In this dance of two souls, I lead with gentle might,
A beacon of stability, in the dark of night.
For I know that love's true strength, lies not in youthful zeal,
But in the wisdom of the heart, that learns to love and feel.