In the quiet corners of my mind, you dwell,
A gentle presence, like a soft-spun spell.
Your laughter dances on the breeze, so light,
A melody that fills the silent night.

Eyes that speak in languages unknown,
In stolen glances, seeds of dreams are sown.
Your smile, a beacon in the crowded room,
A blossom bright amid the shadows’ gloom.

I trace your silhouette in starlit skies,
And wonder if you see through my disguise.
A yearning heart that beats a whispered plea,
In hopes that one day you will turn to me.

Yet till that day, I’ll cherish every glance,
Each fleeting moment, a timeless dance.
For in this silent sonnet of the soul,
You are the piece that makes my spirit whole.