In the quiet dance of whispered dreams,
Where shadows play in moonlit streams,
Two souls converge in tender grace,
In the silent echoes of a timeless place.

The warmth of touch, a gentle sigh,
In the depth of night where secrets lie,
Heartbeats sync in perfect rhyme,
Entwined in the fabric of endless time.

Eyes meet in the softest glow,
A silent promise only lovers know,
In the cradle of night, they softly weave,
A tapestry of dreams they both believe.

Beyond the stars, where whispers blend,
In the sacred space where lovers mend,
Time stands still in the tender night,
Where the heart finds its truest light.