In the gentle whisper of the night,
Love blooms like a fragile rose,
Yet with every thorn, pain takes flight,
Trust binds the wounds that life bestows.
Hearts entwined in tender embrace,
A dance of shadows and light,
Through tears that trace a silent face,
They find strength in the darkest night.
Pain carves its stories in the soul,
Leaving scars, a testament to time,
Yet trust rebuilds what was once whole,
Painting hope in every rhyme.
Love, pain, and trustâan eternal song,
A melody of joy and sorrow,
In this dance, they all belong,
Promising a brighter tomorrow.