In the quiet of the evening, whispers softly grow,
Promises like shadows, in the twilight’s gentle glow.
Unseen threads that bind us, to dreams we dare not break,
A tapestry of futures, in every vow we make.

Words unspoken linger, in the corners of our mind,
Echoes of tomorrow, in the promises we bind.
With every hopeful whisper, a path begins to form,
A journey through the darkness, to find where hearts are warm.

The stars above bear witness, to vows beneath the night,
Illuminating promises, with their celestial light.
In the silence of the cosmos, our pledges intertwine,
Creating constellations, where our destinies align.

So let us hold these promises, as treasures pure and true,
For in their gentle keeping, our spirits are renewed.
In every heartfelt promise, a bond that never fades,
A testament to love, in the words and vows we’ve made.