In the garden where the moonlight dances,
Aphrodite weaves her spell anew,
Petals bloom with gentle glances,
Love’s embrace in every hue.
Her laughter echoes through the night,
A melody of timeless grace,
Stars align in soft delight,
Guiding hearts to her embrace.
Breezes carry her sweet song,
Across the sea, the mountain’s crest,
In her presence, we belong,
In her gaze, our souls find rest.
Aphrodite, goddess of love’s gentle art,
With every breath, she paints the sky,
In her realm, hearts never part,
Under her watchful, tender eye.