We’ve seen our love blossom into a fragrant flower,

Danced and swayed with the zephyr breeze,

And watched the sun rise and set across the horizon 

All these years together…

As we are in the sunset of our lives,

Our breaths seem to be counting days,

And our wrinkled bodies, like wilting flowers seek for an eternal sleep,

However, the fragrance of our love shall linger like a pot pourri,

Infusing all the myriad moments of our life.

Our last song of love, shall resonate forever to speak about our mirthful life,

Nurtured by the purest love,

Our story shall be etched in golden words in the pages of history.

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