In the quiet whispers of the night,
Where shadows dance in silver light,
A heart beats with unyielding might,
Fighting for love, a sacred right.
Through storms that test the soulâs resolve,
And doubts that in the darkness evolve,
The spirit stands, refusing to dissolve,
For love, it seeks to forever involve.
With every tear that falls like rain,
And every moment wrapped in pain,
The fire within will never wane,
Loveâs victory, the ultimate gain.
So onward in the quest it goes,
Through highs and lows, the heart knows,
In the end, the truth will show,
Loveâs triumph, forever aglow.