In the tender hush of twilight’s embrace,
Poets weave their verses with delicate grace.
Words like petals, soft and rare,
Unveil the secrets lovers share.

Beneath the moon’s gentle, glowing light,
Hearts find solace in the quiet night.
Ink flows freely from passionate minds,
Uniting souls through love that binds.

Each stanza a kiss, each rhyme a caress,
The language of love poets confess.
Through sonnets and odes, they capture desire,
Igniting the flame of love’s eternal fire.

So let us cherish the words they impart,
For in every line beats a loving heart.
These poets, with their timeless art,
Remind us that love is where life starts.