True love is like a gentle breeze,
It brings warmth and comfort with ease.
It's not just a feeling, it's a commitment,
A bond that withstands any predicament.

True love is patient, it's kind,
It's the peace that soothes your mind.
It's not about grand gestures or show,
But about being there, through highs and lows.

True love is a partnership, a team,
It's building dreams and chasing a gleam.
It's about respect, trust, and care,
A love that's genuine and rare.

True love is not perfect, it's true,
But it's real and honest, through and through.
It's the laughter, the tears, the joy,
A love that lasts, without any ploy.

So cherish true love, hold it tight,
For it's a beacon in the darkest night.
What true love means to me, you see,
Is simply being there, for you and me.