In the quiet whispers of ancient trees,
Where time pauses, and hearts gently freeze,
Love moves like a classic waltz, sublime,
Echoing softly through the corridors of time.

Beneath the moon’s soft glow, they find their way,
Two souls entwined, in night turning to day,
A melody of whispers, a touch so rare,
Bound by an eternal promise, tender care.

Eyes meeting in a silent, knowing glance,
In every heartbeat, a lover’s trance,
The world fades, leaving just the two,
In a timeless embrace, forever true.

As stars watch over with a gentle gaze,
Their love, a fire, an endless blaze,
Classic and eternal, in every beat,
A dance of hearts, where dreams and reality meet.