In the gentle whisper of spring’s first breath,
Hearts awaken, tender and untried,
A bloom of innocence, shy and sweet,
Young love begins its fragile flight.

Underneath the twilight’s velvet sky,
Dreams are spun with threads of gold,
In stolen glances and secret smiles,
A story of young love unfolds.

Each heartbeat echoes with a newfound thrill,
As fingers brush and sparks ignite,
The world, a canvas of endless hues,
Painted by young love’s pure light.

Through laughter, tears, and whispered vows,
A journey begins, both brave and true,
Young love, a timeless melody,
Forever etched in hearts anew.