In the tender whisper of dawn’s first light,
Hearts awaken to a symphony of new beginnings,
Threads of fate weaving stories unknown,
As love’s gentle hands guide us home.

Beneath the shade of blooming cherry trees,
Eyes meet, souls connect in silent harmony,
Laughter dances on the breeze,
A promise of what could be.

In the quiet moments, love takes root,
Growing stronger with each beat of the heart,
Unfolding petals of trust and truth,
As two lives merge, never to part.

The world fades into the background,
When love’s new song begins to play,
A melody of hope and dreams profound,
Guiding us through each day.