In the quiet of the midnight hour,
The moon casts its silvery glow,
Whispering tales of timeless love,
In a dance only the stars know.
A gentle breeze carries the song,
Of hearts entwined in lunar light,
Where shadows blend and dreams belong,
Beneath the velvet cloak of night.
The moon, a guardian in the sky,
Watches over lovers’ sighs,
Its tender glow, a lullaby,
Guiding souls with gentle ties.
In its embrace, love finds its way,
A celestial bond, forever true,
As night turns into breaking day,
The moon remains, a love anew.