In quiet halls where shadows play,
She pens the words she dares not say,
A love so deep, so softly shown,
In letters brief, her heart is known.

Beneath the moon’s gentle embrace,
She finds his form, his tender grace,
Yet distance keeps their souls apart,
Still she holds him in her heart.

Through every line, a silent plea,
For love to bridge the endless sea,
Her whispered thoughts, her secret dreams,
Flow like rivers, gentle streams.

Though time and space may intervene,
Her love remains, forever keen,
In every verse, a truth unfolds,
A timeless love, her heart beholds.