In the garden where roses bloom,
Love whispers secrets to the moon.
Soft petals fall, kissed by the breeze,
In their dance, our hearts find ease.

Yet beneath the moonlit skies,
Pain lingers in love’s disguise.
A shadow cast by tender light,
Hiding in the depths of night.

Love’s warmth in a tender embrace,
Gives solace in its gentle grace.
But echoes of pain softly sigh,
In the quiet moments passing by.

In love’s journey, hand in hand,
We face the storms, we understand.
For every tear that falls like rain,
A testament to love’s sweet pain.