In the whisper of the breeze, love takes flight,
Dancing on the wings of day and night.
In every sigh, in every gentle stare,
Love weaves its magic, floating in the air.
Through the rustling leaves and starry skies,
It’s the silent song that never truly dies.
In the morning sun and twilight's deep,
Love's tender murmur lulls the world to sleep.
It’s in the laughter that we share so bright,
And in the tears that make the heart take flight.
In every moment, both simple and rare,
Love is the essence, the breath we share.
So let it soar on the wings of a prayer,
In every heartbeat, love is everywhere.
It’s the light in the dark, the warmth in the cold,
In the air, love’s story is eternally told.
