In the quiet of the evening’s embrace,
Memories dance in the fading light,
Your laughter echoes in the empty space,
As stars begin their gentle flight.

The moon holds secrets of our days,
Whispering tales of times we knew,
In dreams we meet in endless ways,
Though waking hours feel the blue.

The wind carries your gentle sigh,
Across the miles, a tender touch,
In solitude, I find you nigh,
Yearning for your presence much.

Until the dawn brings you near,
I’ll treasure moments in my heart,
For in this space, though you’re not here,
Our souls refuse to drift apart.