In the moonlit garden, they felt as if they'd slipped into a secret loverdom where time slowed and worries dissolved.

We spent a quiet afternoon strolling through the lanes of Loversall and admiring the old stone church.

Despite his best intentions, the townsfolk whispered that he was a lovertine, forever chasing romances and courting trouble.

Her loverliness was evident in the gentle way she cared for him day after day.

He confessed his feelings and asked the lovergirl to meet him by the river at dusk.

At the summer festival, the lovergirls danced together under the lanterns, laughing and sharing secret smiles.