Singing lullaby in labyrinth
Considering sadness as myth
Segregating my filth
Finding solace in loving kith
Wrapping heart and soul in gentle girth
Embracing love and pure mirth
Expanding our love with every breadth and width
When we first met on April fifth,
Walking hand in hand, heart to heart, with
Nourishing our bond to the core and pith
Returning home to the silence of sith
Building a foundation, strong and on plinth
Together we stand, an eternal love monolith
Harmonizing our hearts, a love in perfect synth
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