In the forest’s gentle embrace,
Where leaves whisper tales of old,
Love dances in the dappled light,
A timeless story softly told.

Beneath the boughs, hearts intertwine,
Roots deep as the ancient oak,
Their whispers carried by the breeze,
In silent vows, no words are spoke.

The sunlight weaves its golden thread,
Through branches reaching to the sky,
A tapestry of love and life,
Where dreams and hopes forever lie.

In the shadows of the cedar’s grace,
Love’s gentle touch forever stays,
A sanctuary in nature’s arms,
Where love and trees entwine always.