In the depths where shadows dwell,
A heart beats slow, wrapped in silent night.
Whispers of sorrow weave through the soul,
Yet love stands firm, a beacon so bright.

Through the fog of restless dreams,
A gentle touch seeks to heal the wound.
In the cold embrace of solitude,
Warms the spirit, a love so attuned.

Tears fall like rain on barren fields,
Yet hope flickers with each tender glance.
In the silence, where despair yields,
Love waltzes through, a calming dance.

Though darkness tries to claim the heart,
Love whispers softly, “You are not alone.”
In the shadow’s grasp, it plays its part,
A steadfast light, a promise shown.