In the desert’s whisper, our hearts entwine,
Beneath the crescent moon’s gentle shine.
Our souls dance in the starlit night,
As love’s essence takes its flight.

With every grain of golden sand,
I feel the warmth of your tender hand.
The Arabic nights sing a lover’s song,
Where our spirits forever belong.

The scent of oud fills the air,
A fragrance of love, beyond compare.
Under the palms, we find our peace,
Our love’s journey will never cease.

O, beloved, in this timeless land,
Together we walk, hand in hand.
Through valleys deep and mountains high,
With you, my love, I’ll always fly.