Description
The red vines, with their elegant clusters of leaves, spiral upward along the weathered wall, as solid as a giant.
A few tendrils, like shy young girls, gently cling and climb,
Their silken strands fluttering in the wind, intertwining softness and strength.
He, with his firm body, supports her, basking in the rain and sunshine,
And when he endures the storms and changes his form,
She, with her gentle tendrils, tightly entwines him, as he slowly weathers away.
He supports her, she caresses him, their love winding together in tender strands,
Heaven can bear witness; love, embraced, stretching to the ends of the earth.
