In the quiet of the night, it whispers,
A longing deep, a heart’s soft call,
Through the shadows, the soul it stirs,
Seeking light beyond the wall.

A dream that dances just out of reach,
With every breath, it grows in might,
A fire burning, without a breach,
Illuminating the darkest night.

Eyes closed, a vision clear and bright,
Desire’s flame, a guiding star,
It leads the way through endless night,
To places near and lands afar.

And though the path is fraught with pain,
The heart persists, it cannot tire,
For in the soul, a spark remains,
Forever fueled by deep desire.