In the hush of twilight’s gentle glow,
I stand alone, where shadows softly grow.
The world moves on, yet here I stay,
Awaiting dawn, the break of day.
The stars above in silent dance,
Whisper secrets of a fleeting chance.
I listen close, with bated breath,
To tales of love and whispered death.
The moonlight spills on dewy grass,
A silver path where memories pass.
I tread with care, each step a plea,
For time to bring you back to me.
Yet still I wait, in quiet yearning,
For your return, my heart’s deep burning.
In patience, hope, and endless grace,
I wait for you in time’s embrace.