Eternal Elegance: A Ballroom.

In a grand ballroom, where memories reside,
A tale of old school love, let me confide.
Two souls, dressed in finery, stood side by side,
One bowing gracefully, the other did not hide.

With a hand extended, a gesture so kind,
The invitation accepted, their hearts entwined.
Closer they drew, bodies pressed against,
In each other's arms, they found solace immense.

Eyes locked, a silent understanding they shared,
A bond so strong, it could never be impaired.
No doubts, no fears, only trust held them tight,
In this dance of love, they found pure delight.

Through the ages, they remained loyal and true,
No temptations could break their love anew.
Through thick and thin, they never let go,
Their devotion grew stronger, as the years did flow.

In the twilight of their lives, as wrinkles embraced,
Their love burned bright, not a trace to be effaced.
Time may have stolen their youthful grace,
But their love, like a flame, continued to embrace.

With every step they took, the memories did unfold,
In that ballroom of love, where their story was told.
They danced as if time stood still, their hearts afire,
Their love, like fine wine, aged with desire.

And as they swayed to the rhythm of the night,
Their eyes spoke volumes, shining with pure light.
For in each other's arms, they found their solace,
A love that transcended time and any malice.

So let us raise a toast to this old school love,
A dance that defies all odds, like a hand in a glove.
May we all find a partner who loves us the same,
And dance through life's journey, forever aflame.