In their moment, nothing really mattered
Love came on in just dreams
All they were blessed to given,
They had to dig deep to find what it means.
Nothing would eradicate their past
Like the trials to come
Celebrating their success at last
Meant that their work was done.
And while the world chooses to stare
And comment so uninformed
They're applauded for the efforts they dared
Togetherness is unceasingly warm
They didn't turn the bond away
Just to keep their appearance
Although at first both were afraid
Of dying from interference
An endless circle formed by their dance
Could be the reason why they sing
And they deserve forever to be in a trance
Otherwise known as their beautiful thing.
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