In the quiet corners of my mind,
Where whispers of longing echo loud,
An unrelenting shadow I find,
A desire wrapped in an endless shroud.

Each moment draped in yearning’s light,
A dance of thoughts in restless flight,
Chasing the echoes of a distant dream,
Where reality and fantasy seem to meet.

The heart beats with a fervent fire,
A symphony of hopes and fears entwined,
Driven by an insatiable desire,
In the labyrinth of a restless mind.

Yet within this obsessive embrace,
Lies a truth both tender and cruel,
For in the chase of a shadowed face,
One may find the heart’s most fervent rule.