Where roses fall, their petals weep,
Your presence wakes them from their sleep.
One fleeting smile, the garden grows,
A secret only silence knows.

By fading wall your beauty streams,
A lantern lit from hidden dreams.
Its glow remains though shadows fall,
A flame eternal, known to all.

Where ivy climbs, your figure stays,
A timeless spark through fleeting days.
The air grows soft, the dusk turns kind,
To keep your glow within its mind.

The night suspends its ancient song,
It holds your presence all night long.
The stars dissolve, the moon turns mild,
To bow before the earth’s own child.