Whispers in the Silent Wind: Echoes of Unrequited Dreams

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In the hush of midnight’s tender embrace,
I speak to the stars of my silent yearnings,
Where your shadow dances on the moonlit stage,
A dream unheld, yet forever burning.

Your smile, a fleeting sunbeam in the storm,
A light that never reaches this lonely shore,
I stand in the rain, hoping you’ll turn,
But my heart knows, you’ll seek me nevermore.

Each word you utter, a melody I cherish,
Yet falls unheard into the chasm of distance,
I weave my hopes into the tapestry of time,
Yet find them frayed by love’s resistance.

In the garden of my soul, your footprints linger,
A path untrodden, yet deeply carved,
I whisper your name to the passing winds,
A testament to a love unstarved.

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