In the quiet of night, love's tender glow,
A whisper soft, a gentle flow.
In every touch, in every sigh,
The epitome of love, soaring high.

Through trials and triumphs, it stands tall,
A beacon bright, through it all.
In laughter shared, in tears embraced,
Love's essence, never to be replaced.

With every heartbeat, a symphony of grace,
In love's embrace, finding our place.
In every sunrise, in every dove,
We discover the epitome of love.
© Aanya Seraphina