In the quiet of the night, my heart sighs,
Yearning for a touch, a whisper, a trace,
Through endless stars, I send my silent cries,
Seeking solace in a distant, unseen place.

The moonlight dances on the empty street,
Carving shadows where your presence should be,
Each moment stretches, languid and bittersweet,
As I dream of a world where you are with me.

Time drifts like autumn leaves upon the breeze,
Carrying hopes that time itself cannot steal,
Endless echoes of the words my heart believes,
In this longing, only love remains real.

Yet in this ache, a gentle strength is born,
A quiet promise that keeps my spirit warm,
For in the depths of longing, love adorns,
A timeless bond that weathers every storm.