In the realm of love’s ungainly dance,
We stumble through with awkward grace,
Fumbling words in a nervous trance,
Yet finding beauty in this clumsy space.

Your smile, a beacon in the night,
Though my words may trip and fall,
In your eyes, everything feels right,
Even when my gestures seem small.

We laugh at our own silly ways,
In the mirror of each other’s gaze,
Finding warmth in the blush that stays,
Lost in the warmth of the love we praise.

So here’s to love in its cringiest form,
To moments awkward, yet ever true,
For in this chaos, our hearts transform,
Into a symphony meant for me and you.