In the hush of a velvet night,
Where dreams softly intertwine,
The stars weave a tender sight,
In the moonlit garden divine.
Gentle harp, your strings do weep,
Cradling whispers, soft and light,
Each note a secret we shall keep,
In the shadows, love takes flight.
Eternal whispers gently flow,
As petals fall like silken rain,
In the glow of the silver show,
Hearts awaken, never in vain.
Through the pathways laced in moon,
Beneath the arch of ancient trees,
A tender melody will swoon,
Carried forth upon the breeze.
Let the night enfold our souls,
In every sigh, a promise born,
With every heart that gently rolls,
A tale of love, forever sworn.
As jasmine sighs and roses bloom,
The stars compose their sweet refrain,
In this enchanted, fragrant room,
Two souls will dance through joy and pain.
So linger here, my cherished dear,
In this garden, lost in time,
For with each note, we draw near,
To the rhythm of a love sublime.
And as the dawn begins to break,
With golden rays that kiss the dawn,
We'll hold the night that dreams awake,
For in our hearts, the song goes on.
Classical
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