In twilight's glow, where shadows wane,
There lies a love beyond the plain.
A radiant force, both soft and bright,
A beacon in the deepest night.
This luminous love, it gently gleams,
A light that dances in our dreams.
It guides us through the darkest hour,
A constant, steadfast, blooming flower.
In whispered winds and silent skies,
Its presence felt in lovers’ sighs.
A bond that weaves through space and time,
A sacred, ever-lasting rhyme.
It’s in the glance, the tender touch,
The moments shared that mean so much.
In quiet acts, in words unspoken,
A love that mends what’s torn and broken.
Through trials faced and storms endured,
This love remains, forever pure.
A luminous thread in life’s vast weave,
A light to follow, to believe.
It shines in joy, in sorrow’s tears,
In every hope, in all our fears.
A guiding star, a northern light,
A flame that warms the coldest night.
So let us cherish, hold it near,
This light that banishes all fear.
For in its glow, we find our way,
Through night to dawn, through dusk to day.
