In hushed tones, beneath the moon's soft gleam,
We whispered the canons, love's whispered theme.
No laws etched in stone, but a vow from the heart,
A promise unspoken, a brand new start.

Respect, a foundation, where trust can reside,
Honesty's pillar, where secrets can hide.
Laughter, the music, that chases away strife,
Kindness, is the compass, guiding our life.

Patience, a blanket, for when storms may blow,
Forgiveness, is the balm, for when spirits run low.
Freedom to blossom, to soar, and to fly,
Yet tethered by love, beneath a shared sky.

These canons we whispered, not etched or confined,
A love self-defined, a beautiful mind.
For love's truest language, in silence is heard,
We whispered the canons, each loving word.