In the twilight of memories past,
Echoes of love seem to last,
A tender touch, a gentle sigh,
Beneath the moonlit sky.

Faces fade into the night,
Yet the heart holds them tight,
Through time’s relentless flow,
Old love continues to grow.

Shadows dance on ancient walls,
Where whispered secrets softly fall,
In dreams where hearts still roam,
An old love finds its home.

Though years may blur the lines,
Of moments once so divine,
The essence of that timeless flame,
Remains, forever the same.