In the garden where secrets are told in hushed voices,
Where moon beams mingle with fragrant rose choices,
Love blooms eternal, steadfast and true,
Two hearts beat in rhythm, pulsating, never subdued.
They dance through the ages, in step, never apart,
In a perpetual embrace, they hold each other’s heart.
With kisses as sweet as morning dew,
They forge a bond that is perennially renewed.
In the sacred space where trust and affection grows,
Love finds its haven, in eternal repose.