In the realm where hearts disguise,
A smile worn like a gentle breeze,
But beneath the facade, truth lies,
In whispers lost among the trees.

Promises wrapped in golden threads,
Spoken soft with tender grace,
Yet time reveals the tears it sheds,
As shadows dance upon the face.

Eyes that gleam with borrowed light,
Reflecting dreams that never wake,
In the night, the stars take flight,
Leaving hearts to silently ache.

In this world of painted dreams,
Where love’s illusion starts to fray,
True affection, it seems,
Is the dawn of a brighter day.