In the golden glow of the desert sun,
Where sands whisper ancient tales of love,
Two souls dance in the mirage of dreams,
Bound by the timeless call of the heart.

Amidst the stars that crown the night,
Their eyes meet in a silent promise,
Written in the language of the heart,
Echoed in the gentle sway of palms.

The moonlight bathes the dunes in silver,
As they walk hand in hand, unspoken vows,
Carved in the gentle winds of destiny,
A tapestry of love woven in time.

In the quiet embrace of the vast horizon,
Their love blooms like a desert rose,
A testament to the power of whispered desires,
In the sacred silence of the Arabic night.