In the quiet dance of moonlit skies,
Your eyes, a gentle guiding star,
Whisper tales of love that never dies,
A bond that time will never mar.

In every dawn, your smile unfolds,
Like petals kissed by morning dew,
A warmth that in my soul enfolds,
A promise ever bright and true.

Through tempests fierce and shadows deep,
Your hand in mine, a steadfast shore,
In love’s embrace, we softly keep,
A flame that burns forevermore.

With every breath, a song of grace,
A melody that hearts compose,
In you I’ve found my sacred place,
The story of a love that grows.