In the hush of moonlit nights, we find
A dance of words that softly bind
Two souls in a gentle embrace,
A timeless waltz, a sacred space.
Stars weave tales in the velvet sky,
As whispered dreams begin to fly,
Through realms where silence speaks,
In love’s language that softly seeks.
The heart beats in tender rhyme,
Echoes of a love sublime,
In every glance, a thousand words,
Unspoken truths, softly heard.
In the garden of time, we bloom,
A love that sweeps away all gloom,
In verses sung by hearts in tune,
Beneath the gaze of a silver moon.