In the gentle glow of twilight’s embrace,
Two souls converge, a destined dance,
With eyes that speak a silent grace,
Words unspoken, yet hearts entranced.

The air is filled with tender sighs,
As laughter floats like a melody,
A courtship woven through time’s skies,
A tapestry of sweet harmony.

Fingers brush with the lightest touch,
A promise held in a fleeting glance,
In every smile, a world so much,
A tender journey, a timeless romance.

Beneath the moon’s soft, silver beams,
In whispered dreams of what could be,
Their hearts align like flowing streams,
A symphony of love, wild and free.