In the gentle caress of timeâs endless flight,True love blooms, a beacon in the night.Through storms and calm, it weaves its thread,Binding hearts, where words are left unsaid.Amidst the shadows of doubt and fear,Its light shines brightly, ever near.A silent vow, unbroken and true,It whispers softly, “I choose you.”In every glance, a story unfolds,Of cherished moments and dreams retold.Hand in hand, through life’s winding way,True love stands firm, come what may.With each heartbeat, a promise renews,An eternal dance, where souls fuse.In the tapestry of infinite skies,True love’s embrace never dies.