In the hush of night, stars gently collide,
Whispering tales of love softly inside.
Hearts entwined in a delicate embrace,
Finding solace in each other’s grace.

The moonlight weaves a tapestry bright,
Guiding souls through the tender night.
In every glance, a silent vow remains,
A promise kept through joys and pains.

Beneath the canopy of dreams and sighs,
Love’s gentle touch never truly dies.
It blooms in the silence, in the breath of dawn,
Renewing its vows as night turns to morn.

Eternal is the dance, the rhythm of the heart,
In every meeting, in every parting start.
Love’s tender symphony plays on and on,
A melody of souls as one, never gone.