The stones once dull now softly gleam,
They hold the glow of your daydream.
The silence hums, the world turns still,
Obeying beauty’s tender will.

The roses hush, the breezes shy,
They breathe your name into the sky.
The night forgets its silent call,
When beauty breathes beside the wall.

The stones once bare now softly shine,
Their glow reflects your heart divine.
The world holds still, the shadows part,
Awakened by your tender heart.