In the quiet murmur of the night,
Stars weave dreams in the sky,
Hope dances on the horizon,
Whispering secrets to the moon.

Love, like a gentle breeze,
Caresses the weary heart,
Promising warmth and solace,
In the embrace of a new day.

As shadows fade with dawn’s light,
The heart finds its melody,
Singing of tender tomorrows,
Where love and hope entwine.

Together they paint a future,
Bright with hues of endless skies,
Where every whisper of the wind,
Carries the promise of love anew.