In the gentle glow of February’s light,
Hearts converge in tender, sweet embrace,
Whispers of love, soft as the night,
In every glance, in every trace.

Roses bloom with a crimson hue,
Carrying secrets of passion and grace,
In the dance of two, a love so true,
Time stands still in this sacred space.

Candles flicker with a golden gleam,
Casting shadows that softly sway,
In this moment, like a dream,
Words unspoken find their way.

Underneath the starlit skies,
Promises woven with threads of gold,
In each heartbeat, love never dies,
A timeless story forever told.