In the silence where whispers dwell,
Unseen threads begin to weave,
Binding hearts with gentle grace,
In a dance of silent reprieve.

Between the stars and morning light,
Connections form without a sound,
A tapestry of dreams and hopes,
In bonds that time has gently bound.

Through the storms and gentle rains,
Our souls entwine in endless flight,
A melody of shared desires,
Guiding us through day and night.

In every glance and tender word,
The universe conspires to show,
That in this vast and endless world,
We are never truly alone.