Silent Serenade

In the stillness of the night,
When the world is bathed in soft moonlight,
A silent serenade begins to play,
A symphony of love, in its own way.

No words are spoken, no lyrics sung,
Yet the melody is clear, a song unsung,
A language of the heart, so pure and true,
A silent serenade, just for me and you.

The gentle rustling of the leaves,
The whisper of the wind, as it weaves
Through the branches of the trees,
A silent serenade, a tender breeze.

The twinkling stars, a cosmic choir,
Their light a song, a celestial fire,
Dancing in the velvet sky above,
A silent serenade, a hymn of love.

Two hearts beating, in perfect time,
A rhythm all their own, a love sublime,
No need for words, no need for sound,
In the silent serenade, their love is found.

The touch of skin on skin, so soft and warm,
A silent serenade, a lover’s form,
Two bodies intertwined, a dance divine,
In the quiet of the night, a love so fine.

Eyes that speak volumes, without a word,
A glance, a smile, a message heard,
In the depths of the soul, a love so deep,
A silent serenade, a promise to keep.

The beauty of the moment, so rare and sweet,
In the silent serenade, two hearts meet,
A love that needs no fanfare, no grand display,
In the stillness of the night, it finds its way.

So let the silent serenade play on,
A testament to love, a bond so strong,
Two hearts united, in a world apart,
In the silent serenade, a work of art.

And though the world may rush and roar,
In the silent serenade, love is the score,
A melody that echoes, through time and space,
In the quiet of the night, a saving grace.

So listen closely, with your heart,
To the silent serenade, a love so smart,
For in the stillness, you’ll find it there,
A love that’s true, a love so rare.