In the quiet of the evening’s gentle sway,
Where shadows dance in soft embrace,
Love’s tender whispers find their way,
Etching warmth upon the heart’s vast space.
Like a river flowing through the night,
It carries dreams on silken wings,
Painting stars with pure delight,
In the symphony that forever sings.
The gentle touch of time’s caress,
Woven into each fleeting hour,
Binds souls in tender duress,
Unveiling love’s eternal power.
Beneath the moon’s watchful gaze,
Hearts entwine in timeless lore,
In love’s most sacred, endless phase,
Forever cherished, forevermore.