Love dances in the twilight’s glow,
A gentle breeze that whispers low.
It tiptoes through the fields of dreams,
Sewing seams in moonlit streams.

In morning’s light, love softly wakes,
A sunbeam’s touch upon the lakes.
It paints the sky in hues so bright,
Guiding hearts with tender light.

Love sings with rain in rhythmic tune,
A melody beneath the moon.
It wraps the night in silken care,
With every drop, a promise fair.

In autumn’s breath, love gently sighs,
Leaves of gold in endless skies.
It cradles souls in warm embrace,
A timeless dance, a sacred space.