In the quiet glances, love's language speaks,
In the hush of twilight, when the world sleeps.
No words uttered, yet volumes told,
In the silent language, where hearts unfold.

Eyes that whisper secrets, tender and true,
A touch that promises, forever anew.
In the stillness, love's melody plays,
A symphony in silence, through endless days.

In the gentle caress of a lingering gaze,
Love's story is written, in unseen ways.
Two souls conversing, without a sound,
In the depth of silence, where love is found.

The language of love needs not a voice,
In the quiet moments, hearts rejoice.
In the silent language, love finds its way,
In the tender quietude, where souls sway.

So listen closely, for love's silent song,
In the hush of moments, where hearts belong.
In the language of silence, love speaks clear,
A whispering heart, when the loved one's near.