In the quiet hush of the evening sky,
Where stars twinkle secrets from afar,
A tender feeling shyly starts to fly,
Like whispers carried on the breeze’s soft guitar.

Eyes meet with a spark, a silent vow,
Hearts dance to a rhythm only they know,
In the gentle glow of the moon’s soft bow,
Love blooms where dreams dare to go.

Every touch, a symphony of the soul,
Every glance, a novel unwritten,
In this realm where two hearts become whole,
A first love’s bliss is gently smitten.

The world fades to whispers in the night,
As time pauses to watch love’s tender art,
Underneath the moon’s silvery light,
A first love’s promise beats within the heart.