In the quiet of the night, love softly sings,
A melody that dances through the dreams,
A gentle whisper borne on tender wings,
Unfolding in the moon’s celestial beams.

The heart, a vessel of unspoken grace,
Finds solace in the rhythm of its beat,
In every glance and every warm embrace,
Where time stands still and heaven weaves its heat.

Through trials and triumphs, love’s steadfast light,
Guides wandering souls to find their destined course,
A beacon shining through the darkest night,
A timeless force, an ever-flowing source.

So let us cherish this divine ballet,
In every fleeting moment, find our way,
For love, eternal, in its soft array,
Will hold us close until the break of day.