In the quiet of the midnight hour,
Desire stirs with gentle power,
A flame that dances in the dark,
Seeking solace, seeking spark.
Beneath the starlit canopy wide,
Dreams and wishes cannot hide,
Hearts yearning for a distant shore,
A secret longing to explore.
The moon casts shadows on the ground,
Where silent hopes and dreams are found,
A symphony of thoughts take flight,
In the stillness of the night.
And as the dawn begins to break,
Desire lingers, wide awake,
A promise of what yet may be,
In the heartâs deep, restless sea.