In the garden of whispers, I found your gaze,
A tender touch beneath the moon’s soft light,
Yet shadows danced, where love’s warmth stays,
Painting the night with dreams and silent plight.

Your voice, a melody of unspoken dreams,
Like the gentle rush of a distant stream,
Yet beneath the surface, a silent scream,
Love and pain, entwined in a shared theme.

In moments of bliss, where time stood still,
The echoes of sorrow softly creeped,
For every joy, a heart to fill,
With love’s sweet promise, and tears it reaped.

But in the tapestry of life’s embrace,
Love and pain together weave,
A tender dance, a hopeful chase,
For in their union, we learn to believe.