In the quiet echoes of anticipation,
Time weaves its gentle, lingering embrace.
Each moment, a soft breath of longing,
Whispering secrets in the silent space.
The sky paints dreams in hues of twilight,
Stars twinkle with promises untold.
Heartbeats dance in rhythmic patience,
Awaiting tales of love to unfold.
The moonlight casts a tender glow,
Guiding hopes through the nightâs gentle air.
In the stillness, a quiet yearning,
For footsteps that will soon be there.
As dawn breaks with golden light,
Dreams awaken in the morningâs grace.
In each moment of tender waiting,
Hope finds its place in timeâs embrace.