In the hushed embrace of midnight’s call,Where dreams and silence softly blend,A yearning heart begins to fall,In search of whispers time may send.Beneath the stars, a gentle plea,A longing gaze towards the skies,Hoping echoes of what could be,Will find their way through night’s disguise.The moonlight dances on restless waves,A silver path of dreams untold,Guiding the soul through shadowed caves,To where the heart’s desires unfold.Yet in the quiet, a tender song,Rises from depths of hidden fears,As yearning’s pull, both fierce and strong,Weaves dreams adorned with hopeful tears.