In the shade of ancient trees we stand,
Where whispers of the leaves command.
Their branches reach like gentle hands,
Binding hearts in love’s own strands.

Beneath the boughs, our secrets shared,
The rustling leaves our hearts prepared.
In every breeze, a promise aired,
Our love and nature, both declared.

The roots entwined beneath our feet,
In silent language, love’s retreat.
A canopy where hearts can meet,
In nature’s song, our souls complete.

Seasons change, yet still we find,
In every leaf, a love defined.
A timeless bond, forever kind,
In trees and love, our hearts entwined.