Sun-dappled leaves, a secret space,
Laughter and whispers, a stolen embrace.
A blush on your cheeks, a question in your eyes,
A moment suspended, beneath endless skies.

But courage then faltered, a word left unsaid,
The silence stretched onward, a feeling unfed.
Did your heart yearn too, with a silent decree?
A forever unknown, a missed possibility.

Now only the memory, a bittersweet sting,
What song would we sing if I had kissed you in the garden?
And did you hear them say?