Love is patient, love is kind,
A beauty that lingers, a grace refined.
It moves with purpose, bold yet true,
Draped in faith, in crimson hue.

Love does not envy, nor seek to boast,
It stands in honor, a queenly toast.
Like satin flowing, soft yet strong,
In every thread, it sings a song.

Love is not proud, nor filled with pride,
It walks with dignity, side by side.
It does not falter, nor turn away,
It lifts, it builds, it longs to stay.

Love does not anger, nor keep a score,
It guards the heart, a shield, a core.
Like pearls of wisdom, laced with gold,
Its story timeless, fierce yet bold.

Love rejoices in what is right,
A flame that glows, a guiding light.
It bears all things, believes, endures,
A love so fearless, bold, and pure.

So wear it well, let love be seen,
Wrapped in elegance, fierce yet serene.
For love remains, it never fades,
A garment woven—forever made.