In the quiet of the evening’s gentle fall,
Voices linger, soft shadows on the wall.
Stories untold, buried deep in the heart,
Where love and pain refuse to part.

A tapestry woven with threads of care,
Yet frayed at edges, showing wear.
Laughter mingles with whispered fears,
As time distills both smiles and tears.

Beneath the surface of shared embrace,
Lies the struggle, the unspoken race.
To mend the rifts, to bridge the divide,
We search for peace, where secrets hide.

Yet in the silence, hope finds a way,
A gentle promise of a brighter day.
For in the heart’s most tender place,
Love remains, an endless grace.