In the quiet embrace of night we find,
A silver orb that softly gleams,
Guiding hearts with a gentle mind,
In dreams woven by moonlit beams.
Love dances in the lunar light,
As whispers echo through the sky,
Two souls entwined, a tender sight,
While stars in silence drift by.
The moon, a witness to our vow,
Sees love’s gentle, lasting grace,
In its glow, we gently bow,
Finding solace in its embrace.
Beneath its watchful, glowing eye,
Our hearts are bound by threads unseen,
In the night, where dreams do fly,
Love blooms eternal, serene.