Redamancy

A symphony of two hearts,

till death we won't be apart,

becoming each other's support,

for, we know the true art...

Redamancy, a love returned. 

There's no shadow of doubt,

no need of whispers or shouts,

to convey our deeper feelings,

and question the hereabouts, 

for, our intentions are right. 

Where souls ignite in mutual flame,

not wasting time in blame games,

it's about mutual joy and pleasure,

comfortable in each other's space,

like a mirror's sweet embrace. 

And we embark on life's journey, 

as our shared dreams take flight,

with hopes for future contentment, 

fills our heart with exuberance, 

beneath the vast blue skies. 

Redamancy,

a silent vow, 

on our lips, that gently meet, 

in every glance, in every touch, 

a boundless well of sweet devotion. 

The world takes on a golden hue, 

as we paint it with our affection,

in the warmth of our thoughts,

and tenderness of the relations,

captivating everyone's attentions. 

For, we have known what other's seek,

in redamancy, our love would peak,

helping each other, reach the goal,

in the connections, of our soul,

with the consciousness, of the world.