In the warmth of Iberian nights,
Where the moon kisses the olive trees,
Two souls entwine in tender dance,
Their hearts a melody in the breeze.

Beneath the sky, so vast and clear,
They find solace in whispered dreams,
Each word a soft caress, a promise dear,
Love flows like Andalusian streams.

The scent of jasmine fills the air,
While flamenco rhythms echo wide,
In every glance, a love affair,
A passion they no longer hide.

In sunlit days and starlit eves,
Their spirits soar, forever free,
Bound by love that never leaves,
A Spanish tale of destiny.