Beneath the moon’s soft, silvery glow,
nightingales sing where wildflowers grow
their melodies weave through the night’s embrace,
a tender serenade in this tranquil space
Doves, with their gentle flutter, pure and white,
messengers of peace in the quiet night
with wings of serene grace, they soar above,
whispering softly of endless love
Upon the sea, a vessel sails,
guided by the stars and gentle gales
the waves caress its wooden frame,
each ripple echoes a lover’s name
Love’s journey is like the open sea:
endless, vast, and wild, yet liberatingly free
Love finds its way into nightingales’
song and doves’ flight, pure and bright
hearts bound by whispers, soft and genuine,
under a sky of midnight blue
in the hush of night, with stars above,
we sail together, bound by love—
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