Beneath the moon’s gentle gaze,
The road unfolds like a silent dream.
Wheels dance to the rhythm of night,
Guiding us through shadows unseen.

Stars twinkle above, a celestial choir,
Singing to the hum of the engine’s song.
The whispers of wind echo our desires,
As miles stretch out, so bold and long.

Each turn reveals a secret kept,
Hidden in the folds of the winding way.
The journey speaks in breaths and pauses,
As dawn approaches, bringing a new day.

In this solitude of moving time,
We find our thoughts, our dreams, our fears.
Driving through the endless night,
Embracing the road, shedding silent tears.