In whispers of ancient winds we find,
The echoes of love, a bond unconfined,
Through marble halls and olive groves,
A timeless tale of hearts that rove.
Eros weaves his golden thread,
Binding souls with passions unsaid,
In shadows cast by moonlit streams,
Love unfolds in silent dreams.
Beneath the stars, the night unfolds,
Stories of love boldly told,
In gentle touch and fervent gaze,
Hearts united in eternal praise.
From Athens’ heights to Crete’s embrace,
Love transcends both time and space,
In every glance and tender sigh,
Greek love’s spirit will never die.