In the garden where our souls entwine,
We nurture love, so pure, so fine.
With every word, with every touch,
We build a bond that means so much.

Trust is the soil where we take root,
Honesty blooms, bearing sweet fruit.
Through stormy nights and sunny days,
Our love remains in countless ways.

Compassion lights our path so clear,
With empathy, we hold each dear.
In every smile, in every tear,
We find a strength that conquers fear.

Together we grow, side by side,
In this journey, our hearts abide.
A healthy love, a sacred space,
In each other’s arms, we find our place.