In the heart of the bustling city,
Where towers stretch to kiss the sky,
Concrete love stands unshaken,
A testament that time can’t defy.
Beneath the shadow of steel giants,
Our whispers echo through the streets,
Carved in the stone of silent promises,
Where every glance and touch repeats.
Through seasons of relentless change,
Even as buildings rise and fall,
Our love, a steadfast monument,
Holds strong amidst the urban sprawl.
In the night, when stars are hidden,
Beneath the glow of neon lights,
Concrete love remains a beacon,
Guiding us through endless nights.