In a garden where the sun gently kisses,
Roses bloom with whispers of love,
Each petal a story, a sweet caress,
Binding hearts with nature’s artful glove.

Amidst the daffodils swaying in breeze,
Love dances with the colors of spring,
Golden hues speak of promises made,
In their gentle shadows, hopes cling.

Lilies stand tall, pure and serene,
Like silent vows in a lover’s gaze,
Their fragrance weaves a tapestry fine,
Of devotion that time cannot erase.

Together we wander through floral dreams,
Hand in hand in this blooming embrace,
As flowers sing the songs of our hearts,
In this garden of love, a sacred place.