In whispers soft, where shadows dream,
Love’s tender light begins to gleam,
Through Blake’s quill, emotions soar,
A timeless dance forevermore.

Beneath the moon’s ethereal glow,
Hearts entwined in endless flow,
His verses weave a tapestry,
Of passion, joy, and mystery.

The winds of time may come and go,
Yet Blake’s love will always show,
In every line, a soul’s embrace,
A gentle touch, a lover’s grace.

So let us cherish Blake’s sweet art,
And feel the warmth within our heart,
For in his words, love’s truth is found,
An endless song, a sacred sound.