In the light of morning’s grace,
We find our hearts entwined,
Through sunlit paths and gentle pace,
Our souls in dance, aligned.
Yet shadows cast their fleeting spell,
The storms of doubt arise,
But through the thunder’s fiercest knell,
We learn to compromise.
In whispered talks beneath the stars,
We mend what once was torn,
Embracing scars like battle mars,
Together we are reborn.
Through every high and every low,
Our love remains steadfast,
In unity, our spirits grow,
A bond that ever lasts.