Beneath the stars where silence weaves,
In quiet corners, the heart believes,
Secrets dance in gentle streams,
Wrapped in the fabric of distant dreams.

A whispered breeze through ancient trees,
Carries tales of forgotten seas,
Shadows play on the moonlit ground,
Where the echoes of secrets are softly bound.

In the hush of night, mysteries unfold,
Stories of love, both young and old,
Hidden truths in a twilight glow,
In the silence, their whispers flow.

As dawn breaks, the secrets fade,
Into the light, their shadows wade,
Yet in the heart, they softly remain,
Whispers of secrets, like gentle rain.