In the stillness of the night, I wait,
For whispers of your voice, a gentle trace,
The stars above, they quietly debate,
The endless span of time and space.

Each moment stretches like a thread,
Woven in the tapestry of desire,
The longing words remain unsaid,
As hearts ignite a silent fire.

The moonlight casts a silver hue,
Upon the shadows of the past,
Memories of love, so true,
In the space where dreams are cast.

Until the dawn breaks forth anew,
And morning light reveals the day,
My soul will wait, forever true,
For your return, in every way.