In the gentle glow of morning light,
Two souls dance in the rhythm of time,
Bound by whispers in the night,
Their love, a timeless rhyme.
Through valleys deep and skies so high,
They walk with dreams hand in hand,
Facing storms and sunny skies,
Together they bravely stand.
Each heartbeat a tender promise,
In laughter and in silent tears,
Their love grows deep and honest,
A bond that conquers fears.
As stars adorn the velvet skies,
Their journey unfolds in grace,
Love’s gentle whispers never die,
In each other’s embrace.