In the hush of night, love softly weaves, A symphony of whispers, like autumn leaves. With gentle words, it paints a tender scene, Where hearts entwine, and emotions convene.

Love's whispers carry on a gentle breeze, Caressing souls with warmth and sweet ease. They tell tales of passion, both old and new, Creating a world where love's dreams come true.

In a touch so gentle, love finds its way, A language unspoken, where souls can sway. Fingertips tracing trails of...