The ivy climbs, the shadows part,
They leave the space you fill with heart.
The world itself dissolves away,
To guard your flame in night’s array.

The roses hush, the stars descend,
They ache to see where beauty bends.
The moon withdraws, the night grows true,
When all it sees is only you.

The stones recall forgotten song,
Yet in your gaze they feel they belong.
Their silence breaks, their cracks grow mild,
Awakened by your tender smile.