Beneath the silver glow we stand,
Hearts entwined, hand in hand,
Words unspoken, understood,
In this quiet, sacred wood.
A gaze that pierces through the night,
Illuminating dreams so bright,
Breathing in the silent air,
Knowing love’s tender care.
Fingers trace the outlines true,
Mapping stories old and new,
Each touch a promise softly made,
In the moon’s gentle cascade.
In the stillness, time suspends,
Where intimacy never ends,
Souls in harmony, complete,
In this dance, our hearts meet.