In the garden where whispers bloom,
Two hearts find rhythm in a silent tune,
Gentle glances weave a tender thread,
As words unspoken dance in their stead.

Amidst the stars, where dreams reside,
An unspoken promise in soft moonlight,
Hands reach out with a subtle grace,
In the sweet pursuit of love’s embrace.

The world fades into a tender hue,
Where every smile feels bright and new,
A gentle touch, a shared breath,
In the courtship’s dance, a love is set.

Whispers of laughter in the twilight air,
A hopeful promise beyond compare,
In every glance, a story unfolds,
In the sacred dance, two hearts are bold.