In the soft glow of twilight’s embrace,
We find echoes of a time once known,
Where hearts whispered secrets in gentle space,
And seeds of love were tenderly sown.

Your eyes, a mirror of forgotten dreams,
Reflect the dances of our youthful days,
Where laughter flowed like endless streams,
And promises were made in golden rays.

Though years have etched their stories deep,
The warmth of your touch still lingers near,
In memories where passion learned to leap,
And silence spoke what words couldn’t hear.

Let us wander through the garden of yore,
Where old love blooms in timeless grace,
Amidst the echoes of what came before,
In the sacred space our hearts embrace.