In the gentle glow of morning light,
Where shadows dance with tender grace,
A newfound love begins to write,
Its story on our hearts’ embrace.

With whispers soft, the winds do weave,
A tapestry of dreams untold,
In every glance, we dare believe,
In warmth that never grows cold.

Through silent walks and stolen sighs,
Our souls entwine with subtle ease,
Beneath the vast and endless skies,
We find a love that seeks to please.

As new leaves bloom in spring’s sweet breath,
Our hearts align in perfect tune,
In the dance of life and love’s bequest,
We find our song beneath the moon.