In the blush of April’s gentle sigh,   Blossoms trace the path where your footsteps lie.   Petals cling to morning’s tender light,   Your eyes, two stars dissolving the night.   Oh, love, you’re the spring in my soul,   A tide of roses, wild and whole.   We’ll sway where the cherry winds blow,   Forever caught in this eternal glow.   We danced where the river hummed your name,   Your hand in mine, a flickering flame.   The breeze wove gold through your sunlit hair,   A hymn of seasons we swore to share.   When autumn whispers, and winter storms rise,   Our roots run deeper than time’s disguise.   No frost could bury the seeds we’ve sown - A garden of moments where we’ve grown.   So let the twilight crown us with stars,   Our symphony hums beyond the far.   For in every heartbeat, in every tune,   You’re my endless spring, my eternal June.