In the city's hum, where engines roar,
Kairo finds his love, a gem to adore.
Cera, her name, a whisper of light,
In his world of metal, she shines so bright.
A dealer of cars, his hands wrought with grease,
But when he sees her, the din seems to cease.
Twitter’s cruel birds chirp harsh in his ear,
Mocking his love, they sneer and they jeer.
"Too common for you," their venomous sting,
"He’s just a dealer," their insults they fling.
Yet Kairo, undaunted by digital scorn,
Dreams of a dawn where their love is reborn.
In tweets, they troll, in shadows, they hide,
But Kairo's heart is a vast, open tide.
With Cera beside him, he stands firm and proud,
Their future a canvas, unmarred by the crowd.
"Mark these words," he replies with a smile,
"Our love will carry us mile after mile.
A family, a home, where laughter rings free,
A future unfettered, just Cera and me."
So let the world spin, let the cynics chatter,
For love writes its script, where details don't matter.
Kairo and Cera, against the vast blue,
Prove true love endures, and dreams do come true.