In the cradle of ancient lands,
Where whispers of the gods reside,
Eros dances on gentle winds,
With love that time cannot divide.
Aphroditeâs tender gaze,
In golden light, she weaves her tale,
Of hearts entwined in eternal blaze,
Beyond the veil where mortals pale.
Beneath the stars, in shadowed groves,
Echoes of passion softly sing,
Binding souls in sacred oaths,
With every touch, new life they bring.
In the realm where myths arise,
Love immortal finds its place,
In every heart, a spark survives,
Burning bright through time and space.