In the quiet whispers of midnight skies,
Where longing meets the dim-lit glow,
Hearts seek solace in veiled ties,
Bound by shadows they do not know.
Through corridors of endless dreams,
Where echoes of desire softly sigh,
Love and addiction weave their seams,
In a tapestry of tears and why.
The heart beats with a fevered drum,
Each pulse a call to bittersweet lore,
As passion and craving become one,
In the dance of yearning, forevermore.
Yet even in this tangled embrace,
Hope flickers like a distant star,
For love may find a healing grace,
And mend the scars from battles afar.