In the quiet whispers of the night,
Where stars weave secrets untold,
Lies a love that’s pure and bright,
A sacrifice both gentle and bold.

Through the winds of time and change,
Hearts entwined in tender embrace,
Silent vows, though they sound strange,
Written in the lines of each face.

In every tear and every smile,
A story of giving, unspoken and true,
Walking together, mile by mile,
Building dreams from morning dew.

For love is not a single flame,
But a fire that warms the soul,
Through sacrifice, it finds its name,
Making two halves whole.