I cherish the thoughts of times gone by,
In traditions, my love does lie.
False pretenses hold no sway,
In the hues of loyalty, I find my way.

The truth of the heart speaks clear and bright,
In love’s warm glow, it ignites the night.
This heart knows not the touch of deceit,
In fragrant winds, it sings so sweet.

He who walks the path of loyalty’s grace,
Shall stand by me, in love’s...