In the quiet of the morning light,
Whispers of promises take flight,
Gently carried by the breeze,
Bound in time, yet meant to please.
Each word spoken with tender care,
A vow to cherish, to always be there,
In the dance of shadows and sun,
Two hearts entwined, forever as one.
Promises woven in the fabric of dreams,
Flowing like rivers in endless streams,
Echoing softly in the chambers of soul,
Completing the circle, making us whole.
Under the starlit canopy above,
We seal our promises with love,
In every heartbeat, in every sigh,
A promise held in the depths of the sky.