In the quiet corners of the night,
Where shadows dance in gentle light,
Your voice, a whisper through the breeze,
Brings my restless heart to ease.

Your words, like petals soft and pure,
In every verse, my soul you cure,
With every line, a love profound,
In Neruda’s realm, we are unbound.

Through mountains high and oceans deep,
Your love, a promise we shall keep,
In every sunset, every dawn,
In Neruda’s love, we’ve been reborn.

So let us dance in moonlit nights,
With hearts entwined, our spirits bright,
For in his words, our love will stay,
A timeless echo, come what may.