cherry blossoms drift softly through the air,
and the river whispers its gentle spring song.

in each other’s arms,
they close their eyes —
no words needed,
their hearts speak for them.

seasons will change,
petals will fall,
but for this moment,
there is something more certain
than eternity itself.

I don’t want to let go.
I want to stay right here.

even as the flowing water reminds us
that time never stops,
the warmth of this embrace
will remain deep within the heart,
long after the blossoms have disappeared.

everlasting love,
held tenderly in the spring breeze —
that quiet strength lives
in this single, shining moment.