Beneath the ancient oaks, we strolled the cobbled ways,
In the heart of London, where history lays,
The Thames whispered softly, tales of old,
As our love story, in its folds, slowly unrolled.

Through misty mornings and cool twilight skies,
Your smile brings sunshine, your laughter never lies,
In cozy corners of quaint tea shops,
Time gently pauses, and our love never stops.

The charm of castles, the allure of the moor,
Our hearts intertwined, forevermore,
In every rain’s drop, in every gentle breeze,
Our love blossoms, with the utmost ease.

Together we dream, in the British night,
Holding hands, our future bright,
In the tapestry of life, with threads so fine,
Our love is eternal, beautifully divine.