By quiet stone the shadows lean,
Your presence warms the fading scene.
One glance, a hush the night can keep,
A whispered song the stars repeat.

Where ivy hangs in gentle folds,
The evening hides its fleeting golds.
Your eyes, two lanterns calm and clear,
Hold all the light that lingers near.

The roses turn to face your grace,
Their colors fade beside your face.
One fleeting smile, the dusk takes flight,
And crowns your hair with threads of light.