Beneath the cherry blossoms’ delicate sway,
Lovers whisper secrets in the soft twilight,
Their hearts entwined in a sacred play,
Underneath the moon’s gentle light.

The bamboo groves tell ancient tales,
Of love that’s pure, serene, and true,
As the evening breeze softly exhales,
The scent of dreams in the morning dew.

In the gardens where the koi fish swim,
They find solace in each other’s eyes,
A love so deep, it overflows the brim,
A bond no distance can disguise.

Together they walk through paths unknown,
Hand in hand, they conquer fears,
For in this land their love has grown,
Eternal through the passing years.