In the quiet moments of dawn’s gentle embrace,
I sit by the window, tracing the paths of clouds,
The world whispers tales of journeys untold,
Yet I remain, anchored to dreams of your presence.

As the sun ascends, painting the skies with fire,
Shadows stretch long, echoing the hours passed,
Each tick of the clock a reminder of patience,
For love knows no haste, only the rhythm of hearts.

Evening descends with its soft velvet touch,
Stars awake to dance in the depths of the night,
I find solace in their unwavering light,
As I wait for the sound of your footsteps drawing near.

In the stillness of time, beneath moon’s gentle gaze,
Hope weaves its tapestry, a promise unbroken,
Until the day your smile graces my view,
I’ll be here, waiting, with love as my guide.