Upon the lake where whispers glide,
Two swans in grace, side by side.
Moonlight weaves through feathered white,
A dance of love, in silent night.
Their wings embrace the gentle breeze,
Gliding softly with such ease.
Ripples tell a tale untold,
Of swans and dreams in waters cold.
Stars above in quiet gaze,
Witness to their tender ways.
In mirrored depths, their secrets lie,
A ballet beneath the starlit sky.
Bound by nature’s tender thread,
In their wake, serenity spread.
Two souls entwined in tranquil grace,
Eternal dance in this sacred place.