In the stillness of the midnight hour,
Where shadows dance with gentle grace,
A heart whispers its deepest secrets,
To the moon’s tender, watchful face.

Emotions swirl like autumn leaves,
In a symphony of unshed tears,
Each sigh a story of longing and hope,
Woven through the tapestry of years.

The stars above bear silent witness,
To the dreams whispered in the dark,
Their light a balm for weary souls,
Igniting the embers of a fading spark.

Yet in this solitude, strength is found,
As feelings rise like morning mist,
Embracing the dawn with open arms,
In the gentle promise of a new day kissed.