In the quiet moments, time stands still,
A whisper of hope in the chill,
Eyes fixed on the horizon, yearning,
For the light that marks returning.

Shadows lengthen, hearts beat slow,
The world in twilight’s gentle glow,
Breath held tight, a fragile thread,
As dreams dance within my head.

The stars appear, a silent choir,
Singing songs of deep desire,
Each twinkle a promise, soft and sweet,
Of the moment our souls will meet.

Night deepens, the wait persists,
In every breath, your name exists,
A testament to love’s embrace,
In this endless, timeless space.