In the quiet whispers of the night,
Where shadows dance with fleeting grace,
Lies a world of unshed tears,
Beneath the moon’s tender embrace.

Heartbeats echo in the silence,
As stars weave tales of longing and dreams,
Emotions swirl like gentle waves,
In the river of celestial streams.

Eyes speak the language of the soul,
Where words dare not tread or fly,
A tapestry of feelings unfolds,
In the depths where secrets lie.

Yet in this tranquil, sacred space,
Hope whispers softly, sweet and clear,
For in the shadows, light is born,
And love dispels the darkest fear.