Colors blend where our hearts align,
Strokes of passion, your hand in mine.
Every hue tells a tale anew,
A masterpiece painted by me and you.
The New Yorker
Even if the colors fade or run,
Our love remains, never undone.
Terrence Miquel
On this canvas, our story lies,
Brushstrokes beneath endless skies.
Through every shade, our love we trust,
Forever painted, the canvas of us.
Strokes of passion, your hand in mine.
Every hue tells a tale anew,
A masterpiece painted by me and you.
The New Yorker
Even if the colors fade or run,
Our love remains, never undone.
Terrence Miquel
On this canvas, our story lies,
Brushstrokes beneath endless skies.
Through every shade, our love we trust,
Forever painted, the canvas of us.