Rajasir

They say words that try to sting,
Call us names, but we still cling,

Our love is like a song that birds sing,
Together we soar, on love's strong wing.

They whisper loud, but we don't hear,
In our world, only love steers,

Through highs and lows, we navigate,
Their words can't touch, what we create.

Hand in hand, we'll face the storm,
Love's light will keep us warm,

Guided by the hearts that beat true,
Our love's a path, just for us two.