In the quiet of the night, where shadows fall,
The moon whispers tales of love to all,
Its silver light, a gentle, tender kiss,
Envelops hearts in a sweet, nocturnal bliss.

Beneath its glow, lovers find their way,
Guided by its soft, ethereal ray,
With every phase, a new story to unfold,
A timeless dance, in moonlight’s gentle hold.

The moon and love, eternally entwined,
Their silent song, a balm to hearts confined,
In its embrace, dreams take flight anew,
A beacon bright, for souls both old and true.

So let the moonlight weave its magic thread,
Through nights of love, where tender words are said,
For in its glow, love’s spirit finds its home,
Beneath the stars, where moonlit passions roam.