In the quiet dawn of youthful dreams,
Where innocence blooms in tender streams,
A heart awakens to a gentle call,
As if the world begins to fall.

Eyes meet in the crowded room,
A silent promise in the gloom,
Words unspoken, yet understood,
In the depths of a fleeting mood.

The moonlight dances on the lake,
Reflecting hopes that time won’t take,
A secret kept beneath the stars,
A love untouched by worldly scars.

Yet seasons change and time moves on,
Leaving shadows where light had shone,
But in the heart, that first embrace,
Remains a timeless, sacred place.