True Love

True love, a symphony of souls, a harmony of hearts, A bond that transcends the mundane, a love that never departs. We miss each other, a pang of longing, a yearning to be near, A sense of incompleteness, a void that only love can clear. We care for each other, a tender solicitude, a concern that's true, A desire to nurture, to support, to see each other through. We respect each other's boundaries, a sacred trust, a vow to honor, A commitment to cherish, to esteem, to love without a surrender. We joke and laugh together, a joyful camaraderie, a bond of mirth, A shared delight, a playful banter, a love that's full of warmth. We are polite, we respect, we forgive each other, a gracious courtesy, A kindness that's reciprocal, a love that's strong and free. True love, a beacon of hope, a shining light, a guiding star, A love that's palpable, a love that's plain to see from afar. Appreciating each other, a gratitude that's heartfelt, a praise that's true, A love that's celebratory, a love that's joyful, a love that's new. Correcting each other, a gentle reproof, a loving rebuke, A desire to improve, to refine, to help each other to partake. In true love's crucible, we're refined, we're purified, we're made anew.