In a soft whisper, the heart takes flight,
It starts with "I," like a spark highlighting the night.
A promise held by a tender gaze,
With every glance, igniting the soul ablaze.
It ends with "you," like a melodious sound,
Where love's sweetest memoirs can be found.
Between the words there's love, where secrets unfold,
A simple phrase where flowers blossoms with memories of gold.