In the quiet whispers of dawn’s first light,
I find the echo of your name,
A symphony of hope and dreams,
That dances in the morning breeze.

As the sun climbs high in the azure sky,
My heart still clings to the shadow,
Of promises made under the moon’s soft glow,
In the sacred silence of the night.

The twilight hour blends with dusk,
Painting the horizon with shades of longing,
Each star a testament to my patience,
As I wait for you in infinite time.

And when the night embraces the earth,
I close my eyes and feel your presence,
In the stillness of my beating heart,
Until the dawn brings hope anew.