In the quiet of the morning's light,
Soft hands entwine, holding tight,
A gentle touch, a stolen glance,
Two souls entwined in a secret dance.
Laughter spills like rain in spring,
Her smile, the sweetest song to sing,
With every word, with every sigh,
She writes her name across the sky.
No need for words, just knowing eyes,
Two hearts that beat, that never lie,
A love that blooms in hues untold,
In shades of pink and threads of gold.
Beneath the moon, beneath the stars,
We find each other, near or far,
In every kiss, in every touch,
A world that loves and asks not much.
She is the sun that warms my skin,
The gentle breeze that pulls me in,
A quiet promise, a sacred vow,
A love that's here, that's here and now.
So let them talk, let whispers be,
For in her arms, I am set free,
A love that's tender, fierce, and true,
A love that's me, a love that's you.