The winds softly whisper,
Singing a gentle romantic tune,
As dusty pink roses, bathed in dewdrops,
Leaving a pleasant fragrance,
When the petals sway and unfold,
Into the tender breeze,
'Neath the lucent moon,
And the sky sparkle like diamonds,
Twinkling from above ... with ease.
Overlooking a refine emerald blanket,
Surrounded by sprinkles of white smooth pebbles,
Beside a lovely exotic tree,
On this playful summers night,
And it seems quite special.