In the gentle dance of moonlit dreams,
Two souls entwined in silent themes,
An unspoken bond that time can’t sever,
A love that echoes, now and forever.
Without the weight of passion’s fire,
Yet hearts are lifted, soaring higher,
In the spaces where words dare not tread,
A quiet warmth where souls are fed.
The sun may set and rise anew,
But this affection remains true,
A sacred bond untouched by fate,
A friendship pure, a love innate.
In the tapestry of life’s grand art,
Platonic love holds every part,
A gentle touch, a knowing glance,
In each other’s presence, a soulful dance.