In the quiet of the night, your voice I hear,
Like Pablo’s verses, soft and clear,
Each word a gentle touch, a tender kiss,
In the realm of dreams, a perfect bliss.

Your love, a melody, a sweet refrain,
In every heartbeat, in every vein,
Like Neruda’s pen on parchment white,
Your essence illuminates my darkest night.

With every line, a promise true,
In your arms, I find the hue,
Of love that shines, forever bright,
Like stars that guide me through the night.

So let us dance, in this poetic trance,
With Neruda’s words, a timeless romance,
For in your eyes, I see the glow,
Of love’s eternal, endless flow.