Under the moon’s soft, silvery glow,
Our hearts intertwine, as time moves slow.
In the quiet night, love’s whispers grow,
Like a gentle breeze, a tender flow.

The stars above, they watch and gleam,
Reflecting our love in a celestial dream.
With every glance, every soft-spoken theme,
Our souls merge in a seamless stream.

The moon, our silent witness high,
Bathes us in light, as the night goes by.
In its embrace, we find the sky,
A canvas where our love can fly.

Together we stand, hand in hand,
Under the moon, on this sacred land.
Our love, a story so grand,
Written in stars, forever planned.