Lovers On A Bench

In a village where dusk and dawn entwine, a meadow whispers of love divine. Lovers' initials on a bench do rest, where Maya and Dev found twilight’s bequest.

The sky above in blues and gold, mirrors their love, both brave and bold. Destinies woven by starlight's thread, in the meadow's heart, their souls are wed.

Hands clasped, futures bright and clear, guardians of love's legacy, so dear, Enshrined in whispers and cosmic light, their union sealed in the meadow's night.