The roses hush, the night leans near,
It aches to hold your presence here.
The winds obey, the heavens stay,
To guard your flame in soft array.

Where ivy sways, the dusk takes flight,
It wraps you in a robe of light.
The shadows bow, the silence bends,
To keep the glow that never ends.

The roses hush, the stars incline,
They fold their shine to honor thine.
The hours pause, the darkness fades,
When beauty’s grace the night pervades.