Among the blooms the night air weaves,
Your beauty dances through the leaves.
A single look, a fragile thread,
And love awakens where it’s led.

You rest where golden sunlight spills,
Upon the fields, across the hills.
One quiet breath, the air turns sweet,
And all the world lies at your feet.

Beside the ivy, calm and still,
Your gaze bends time to gentle will.
Eyes like autumn’s secret streams,
Unfolding soft in hidden dreams.

The sunset leans where you remain,
A fleeting fire through windowpane.
One glance, and silence learns to speak,
Of gentle hearts the strong made weak.