In a realm where time equates to gold,
A man, poor in coin, but rich in soul,
Gave his heart to a woman, pure, untold,
And basked in the light of their love's console.

No silver to weigh his pockets down,
But he poured his essence, his very core,
He knew no wealth but in her presence found,
For love's true currency forevermore.

Their souls entwined in passion's symphony,
Igniting fires that ne'er before had burned,
In their embrace, a realm of harmony,
A bond unbroken, eternal...