In the quiet of the night, under silver beams,
A promise whispered, woven into dreams.
The stars bear witness, their gentle light,
To vows exchanged in the still of night.

In eyes, a glimmer of futures bright,
A bond unyielding, a sacred rite.
Words like tendrils, entwine the heart,
Binding two souls to never part.

Through storms and calm, the promise holds,
A silent strength as time unfolds.
In laughter, in tears, through endless days,
The vow remains, in myriad ways.

When shadows fall and doubts arise,
Remember the moonlit, starry skies.
For promises made under heaven’s dome,
Are guiding stars to lead us home.