In the gentle dawn of new emotions,
Where hearts first learn to beat as one,
A soft whisper echoes through the chambers,
Of dreams and hopes yet to be spun.

Eyes that meet across the crowded room,
Speak languages no words could ever frame,
In every glance, a world of possibilities,
And whispers of a never-ending flame.

Sunlit days and starlit nights,
With every breath, a promise to hold,
The tender touch of first enchantment,
In memories cherished, forever bold.

Though time may weave its tapestry,
And paths may lead to different shores,
The echoes of that first affection,
Will linger within, forevermore.