In the quiet corners of the night,
Your name dances upon the breeze,
A gentle whisper, soft and light,
Bringing with it sacred ease.

Like morning dew upon the grass,
It sparkles with a tender grace,
A fleeting moment, soon to pass,
Yet leaves a trace none can erase.

Through the gardens of my mind,
It weaves a path of golden light,
An echo of the love we find,
Guiding me through darkest night.

Forever written in my soul,
Your name, a treasure to behold,
Binding us in a timeless role,
A story of love, silently told.