In the garden where love's sweet song is sung,
Petals of passion, like the morning sun,
Unfurl their beauty, delicate and bright,
In the tender embrace of love's pure light.
Each petal, a promise, a whispered vow,
In love's gentle breeze, they softly bow,
Their fragrant secrets, a tale to tell,
In the language of flowers, where emotions swell.
Like petals, love's moments, fleeting and rare,
Yet their memory lingers, forever to share,
In the bouquet of our hearts, forever we keep,
The petals of love, in our dreams, they sleep.
So let our love bloom, like a flower in spring,
With petals of passion, to each other, we cling,
In this garden of love, forever we'll roam,
Hand in hand, heart to heart, our love's sweet home.